I wish I could tell you I'll fix this For I hate to see you in pain. I wish I could tell you I'll sort it And make it better again. I don't have the power To mend this But please don't suffer alone. I can't wave a wand And dispel it Nor weave my spells as a crone. But I'll listen to all You share with me As you fight to change your life. And I'll cheer you on From my corner As you overcome each strife.