When the moment comes, what will you do,
what will you say, who will be there for you?
Who will love you in the moments passing,
and will care when death becomes you?
Life runs screaming by, and where will you be
when it all comes rushing in?
Will you have the one who makes it all seem right?
Or will you welcome death as your friend?
If, in the moment creeping, you find yourself weeping,
and wishing you had a reason to stay,
would you have risked a chance or not?
Waiting for the a decision to your questions,
will you think it through, and in the end,
choose the path you so sadly despair?
Who will you find, in your moments of sleep,
to comfort and hold, and in the darkness
keep you safe?
what will you say, who will be there for you?
Who will love you in the moments passing,
and will care when death becomes you?
Life runs screaming by, and where will you be
when it all comes rushing in?
Will you have the one who makes it all seem right?
Or will you welcome death as your friend?
If, in the moment creeping, you find yourself weeping,
and wishing you had a reason to stay,
would you have risked a chance or not?
Waiting for the a decision to your questions,
will you think it through, and in the end,
choose the path you so sadly despair?
Who will you find, in your moments of sleep,
to comfort and hold, and in the darkness
keep you safe?