I shake my head as I start to cry,

praying that this isn't goodbye.

I do my best, trying to convince,

my dear friend not to give up on all of this.

There is nothing I can do but pray,

and wonder why life can be this way.

I pray for light so I can share,

pray he knows that I care.

I refuse to believe that this is the end.

Not before my true feelings I send.

I hope that he'll be alright.

Pray that he'll survive the night.

How can I do more than beg him to endure.

How can I help him search for a cure?

I pray this world will not lose such a precious soul.

Pray that soon the light will show.

I pray he'll have the strength to carry on.

I hope he'll know that he can be strong.

But for now pray is all I can do.

Pray and hope this all is true.