IN THE END ;;

What happens when your heart reacts
When the one person you loved
Could be lying in danger
And you feel death could be shoved

What happens if
You just don't know
If you're feeling Is right
Or your heart is just low

What goes through your head
When it's possible that your love
Is lying breathless in the hospital
With a man with a needle and a bloody glove

What can you possibly say
When no matter what you do
That person you'd die for
Wouldn't even talk to you

What exactly could you lose
By telling someone what you feel
When the one its about could be dead
Just tell someone you feel its real

That person may hate you but in the end
What could happen is a saved life
Maybe you should tell someone
Tell someone, tell that someone's wife

What happens if you arrive at the hospital
You ask for the person's name
When they let you know they are vacant
For not telling sooner, do you then feel shame

What do you do when that day that your love
Is lying unconscious in the little white bed
Was the day that could have been nine months
What happens if your at fault for their lives being shred

What could you possibly say to that lifeless body
Would you tell them how you really felt
That all of those hurtful things you said to them
Were only covering up the pain they had delt

What would you do if you went to hug them
But as soon as their cold heart touched your chest
The machine holding their whole life together
Suddenly went to a loud volume and ended in a protest

What would you say, what would you do
Would you get down on your knees and scream
Or would you lay down beside them and never let go
Would you cry and cry at their broken seem

Honestly, what would you do if you knew they were dying
What would you have wished to have said
What would you have wished to have done
So that they left knowing the lies that you had led

Would you have told them about those sleepless nights
Would you have told them about those wishful thoughts
What about those regretful days that you couldn't get passed
Or what about those times you loved but still fought

Would you have told them you loved them
Would you have stopped all of the fighting
Would you have listened to your heart
And told them everything you've been writing

In the end, what would you have done differently
If you knew the love of your life would no longer be
What would you really change in your life
It would be to prove that I love him, if it were me