This of course is for Bev, who visited me in hospital every single day without fail, even when I'd been in the coma for a good while and my chances weren't looking great. She never gave up hope for a second, and dragged me back to life by sheer force of will.  No words are enough.

Lyrics

Guess it wasn't that much fun for you
The daily traipse past
Cheerful soothing corridor prints
Which 'gainst intents
You'd end up hating
'cause there's nothing cheery to be said
For tears shed by a dead man's bed
When words of hollow hope are bled
By endless waiting
But something kept you there
When saner would have bailed at less despair
You missed a perfect cue
If you wanted out

You could have gone
You could have gone at any time
Nobody would have said a thing about you
Shadow of a doubt
You could have gone
But you didn't, so what can I say,
'Cept I'm grateful and amazed you chose to stay.

Guess I was on the exit row
Settled up and prepped to go
Hope had nowhere left to go
Candle flame guttering
And, no, there was no golden light
No bright enticing paradise
No dreams, no ghosts, no afterlife
Only nothing
I don't believe I would have known
The mechanism would have just kept slowing
Until it stopped, and so did I
And that would have been it

I could have gone
I could have gone at any time
It's quite a thing to realise
It came as close as that
I could have gone
But someone had hold of me to pull me through
And when I woke I knew that it was you

Strength of that bond
I have to ask myself
If tables were turned
Would I do the same for you?
And the answer floods my mind
Yes and yes a thousand times
We are eternal
And never could have gone.