Decay

Where is that man girls liked so much?
Funny, pretty face, good friend.
All his dreams crashed against a truck.
Wine can help him to forget.
Waiting for better days to come,
he’s wasting his grains of sand.
Loneliness is surrounding him:
an embrace colder than death.
Please, don’t let me fade away!
I am sick of this decay.
In the mirror another face.
Nothing can be as before.
Desperation’s taking the place
of his unrequited love.
His stifled wish of fatherhood
is killing him deep inside.
Tormenting himself with insane
thoughts, he’s just missed his last chance.
Please, don’t let me fade away!
I am sick of this decay.