Analgesia When I was a little girl My mother taught me to count sheep She said it would help me sleep So I did, soon I stopped, stared at the sealing, sat down by my bedside, hoping you would not see the tears forming in my eyes when you walked in to say your goodbyes I want analgesia I want analgesia I want analgesia but the tears just wont stop if you would have noticed me she would not have got to me first your to late to see me your to late to help me only heartache and suffering living...