I'm feeling rather sorry
For a man I know
The world he holds in trembling hands
Is asking where to go
And as he stares out at me
From the mirrored wall
I see that he is trying to cry
But the tears they will not fall
His life is passing by behind his tired eyes
Like the colours in the January sky
Useless it is to question
Things concerning the past
Seems so very obvious
That nothing at all can last
And just as sure as tomorrow
Will soon be yesterday
The love you thought to occupy
Will surely drift away
I need you to help me carry on
You need me need you need him need everyone
And love is such a small word
For something that is so vast
But in it lies the future
The present and the past
And speaking now of changes
I sometimes feel the fear
That the reason for the meaning
Will even disappear
I need you to help me carry on
You need me need you need him need everyone...
