Sådär, som det står i mitten. Så tänkte jag i vintras. När jag var alleles tom och trasig. Och om jag känner mig moder rätt tänkte hon resten. Jag älskar henne mest av allt i hela världen.

Hon: Is this the moment where I look you in the eye?
Forgive my broken promise that you'll never see me cry,
And everything, it will surely change,
Even if I tell you I won't go away today

Jag: I know your'e living in hell every single day
And so I ask, oh God is there some way for me to take her place?
And when they say it's all touch and go
I wish I could make it go away

Hon: Will you think that you're all alone
When no one's there to hold your hand?
When all you know seems so far away
And everything is temporary, rest your head
I'm permanent, I'm permanent.