he sits there
in his wheeled chair
starin' out inta' thin air
just watchn' the sky pass bye
just wonderin' why

he thinks of her
and the way they were
thinks thoughts about a love pure
yeah, that's for sure

he thinks of life
he thinks of death
thinks maybe that'll give him rest
then the old man takes a breath
just doin' his best
tryin' ta' pass
life's last test

i sit alone
in my lonely room
thinkin' 'bout the gloom & doom
thinkin 'bout callin' her on the phone

but what'd be the use
what would i say
what'd be my excuse
what old tape would i play

so he's in in there
& i'm in here
botha' us feelin' our fear
him a dyin'
& me a liven'
neither a' us
feelin' forgiven'

both a' us
just waitin' ta' die
both a' us
wonderin' why
things are like they are
wonderin' how things got this far

just waitin' ta' die
& wondrein' why
both a us
sayin' good-bye