I want to make it all better  I'm wishing my hands could heal  I say, "I'm right here for you"  When I know I'm still someplace else  Still someplace else outside  Your will winded left speechless  Palms out and the face that goes still  You're running short but not empty  Focus away from the strobes and the sirens  And turn to the sea  I'm less than arm's reach away  With the strength you'd once given me  Here, take mine  Here, take mine  To some I am not to be trusted  I neglect, I forget, I've forgotten  I have come to admit my indifference  but you--I feel you.  You're not numb  to my hand on your cheek  You don't want me to leave  I'm right here if the strength of my presence  Is all that you need  Here, take mine  Here, take mind  I want to make it all better  I'm wishing my hands could heal