I thought I’d feel better when you get back.
When you were here I felt like I could do something right.
And when you left it just left me feeling empty
Now that you’re back, I thought I’d have a purpose again
Trying to help you, because I thought it would help me
Trying to figure out ways to make you happy
Of course it wouldn’t be easy.
Definitely one of the hardest things to do is get better
I thought I’d be able to help you get better, but
Even that I can’t do.
You’ll see what I want to be, when you get back to me