Send me all your pain, and let me bear it,
Box it up, and bring it to my door;
I will do this thing, I won’t forswear it,
You won’t have to bear it anymore
Seal up all your tears inside a bottle,
Vial up your sorrow and your grief;
I will take them on, and cry them for you:
I can give you something like relief
So much, too soon, unfairly placed on you:
But I can take some,
That is what friends
Do
