the night that i stayed in the hospital

the night that i stayed in the hospital now there's gotta be a story in that somewhere, in the blood tests, and the stretchers, and stethescopes and gowns that flew open at the back but i can't think of anything that happened there was lots of just sitting around and thinking, and watching, and wondering about the results, and what had they found? and my mother, oh she was quite worried because nobody knew just where i had gone to the night that i stayed in the hospital was something i just had to go through and i guess that i thought about you but that's nothing out of the ordinary the chair that sat empty, in the corner, was calling out your name and i think that i called it out too i was scared all night to roll over just like anytime you're in the bed cause i don't want to wake you, or steal all the blankets but tonight it was the i.v. beside me instead it was like some really bad hotel i guess they treated me pretty well and the smell of the bandages reminded me of being a kid again they can't seem to find what's wrong inside but that's nothing that i couldn't already see the night that i stayed in the hospital really took the life out of me