She clutches my hand and says "I'm sure"
we breathe too clearly with doubt on our tongues
rain trickles down the window, illuminated by streetlights
and the scene is set
She clutches my arm and feels that I'm sure
it's morning now and things come clearly
but it's too early to be sure
as the clock slows once more
She clutches my arm and says "I'm scared"
I sigh too heavily and tears escape
the doctors have come to take her away
the day has come to take you away