listening to the words of a song
from a movie that was a play will someone care
sung by the members of a life support group
for people dying of aids
suddenly i am aware
that everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
we're all asking will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass will i lose my dignity
will someone care
it may be more obvious with cancer or aids
but we all share the same fear
of being alone at the end
old age is the final card that is played
if none of the others do it,
old age will, my friend
for everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
we're all asking will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass will i lose my dignity
will someone care
sometimes i want to end it all while i can
rather than be alone when i'm helpless at the end
sometimes i want to end it all, do you understand?
no one answers when i ask who will be the friend?
we're all asking will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass will i lose my dignity
will someone care
for everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
listening to the words of a song
from a movie that was a play will someone care
sung by the members of a life support group
for people dying of aids
suddenly i am aware
that everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
we're all asking will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
when old age ails me
when i must depend on someone else
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass will i lose my dignity
will someone care
it may be more obvious with cancer or aids
but we all share the same fear
of being alone at the end
old age is the final card that is played
if none of the others do it,
old age will, my friend
for everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
we're all asking will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
when old age ails me
when i must depend on someone else
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass will i lose my dignity
will someone care
sometimes i want to end it all while i can
rather than be alone when i'm helpless at the end
sometimes i want to end it all, do you understand?
no one answers when i ask who will be the friend?
we're all asking will i lose my dignity
will someone care
when the body fails me
when i can no longer care for myself
when old age ails me
when i must depend on someone else
will i face nursing home dangers
will i be put out with the trash
will i be at the mercy of strangers
wiping my nose, my drool, my ass will i lose my dignity
will someone care
for everyone is dying
and everyone is trying
to not be alone in the end
and everyone is wondering
the question is thundering
will someone be the friend
who will be there in the end
there was a time I was so adored
and I never meant to hurt anyone
there were people who knew my heart
where all there is is love and fun
there were people I trusted unconditionally
and people who trusted me
but I wanted too much and they’re gone
I pushed them away with my carrying on
cuz the first lesson I learn in life
was that people do not stick around
abandonment became
a self-fulfilled prophesy
and now my heart beat is a lonely sound
I wish I knew better back then
before I pushed away all my friends
I wish I didn’t test how much they loved me
just to prove everybody pretends
I wish I knew how to compromise
before I gave into all the lies
I wish I didn’t push everybody away
just to prove no one would stay
doesn’t anybody understand
I will die for love
and I have more than once in this life
won’t somebody hold my hand
to live for love
where is my long lost wife
I sit awake alone at night
writing these songs
dreaming of loving once again
do I hold on too tight
do I let go too fast
I wish I knew better now
than I did then
now I wonder did you ever feel as loved
as when you let me love you
was it too much or not enough
will I ever know what is true
now I wonder if you ever believe i
would love you beyond the day I die
here I am in a place with no time
still loving you – that is my crime
doesn’t anybody understand
I will die for love
and I have more than once in this life
won’t somebody hold my hand
to live for love
where is my long lost wife
I sit awake alone at night
writing these songs
dreaming of loving once again
do I hold on too tight
do I let go too fast
I wish I knew better now
than I did then
i was once so sensitive that i'd cry
if i saw anger in someone's eye
everywhere i looked i saw hate and strife
all the cruelty of every life
all i could do was hope it would end
when i found someone to be my friend
but i found no one who did not betray
the words of love they tried to say
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i think my heart and mind got old
and i think my soul was somehow sold
and i think i was never told
the truth
i was once so considerate that i would
give everything i could just to be good
for kindness was the best feeling i could feel
and giving unconditionally made it real
but i found no one would give the same way
people take advantage and then do not stay
but i found no one who did not betray
the words of trust they tried to say
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i think my heart and mind got old
and i think my soul was somehow sold
and i think i was never told
the truth
so is this pathos, a poor me song
is this a foolish game dragging me along
i don't want anything from you
unless you can tell me... what is true?
i was once so generous that i'd give
everything away, that's just how i lived
now i find myself alone and feeling so tired
i can barely remember how i was once so inspired
to believe in the human heart
and in love that never ends
now i find myself alone
wondering... where is my friend
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i think my heart and mind got old
and i think my soul was somehow sold
and i think i was never told
the truth
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i wonder if it's time to fold or unfold
and i feel like i have been rolled
and i think i was never told
the truth
maybe i'm depressed
maybe i'm a mess
maybe i am just tired of games
maybe this is your song
are you singing along
will you give me your real names?
is this embarrassing
do you feel anything
or have you grown this numb too?
i wonder what you think
i wonder what you drink
i wonder what surprises you
i was once so curious that i'd ask
everyone i met to remove their mask
everywhere i looked i was lies and strife
and i did not believe that was real life
I want to believe in the human heart
and in love that never ends
now i find myself alone
I don't want to pretend
it's ok...
I still find myself alone
wondering... where is my friend
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i think my heart and mind got old
and i think my soul was somehow sold
and i think i was never told
the truth
and i think i've grown hard and cold
and i wonder if it's time to fold or unfold
and i feel like i have been rolled
and i think i was never told
the truth
1993 we met in correspondence she knew exactly what to write to get into my heart and mind
love is forever no matter what this is the most precious dream I know
1995 she confessed her love for me she told me her whole life was a lie she needed me so she could fly
love is forever love always grows this is the most precious dream I know
1997 two years of bliss and pain I gave her control of my brain she tried to make me go insane
love is forever no matter what this is the most precious dream I know
1999 I gave her everything I could from far away I waited for her to do what she said she would
all the while she was begging me to hang on all the while she was asking for everything I could give all the while she was keeping me living in yesterday using the power I gave her to keep me so far away
1999 she begged me to hold on wait for me, she said, and I did even when she was gone
love is forever no matter what this is the most precious dream I know
I never really knew what was going on all I knew was that my heart was gone she begged me to leave it in her hands is there anyone who understands?
2001 I crawled back to where I came from finding myself lost and broken half waiting half trying to understand what happened and how to begin again without my heart, how to begin again
love is forever no matter what this is the most precious dream I know
2004 a correspondence, first time in three years I felt my anger and pain dissolve in precious tears I asked her why she actualized my greatest fear I asked her to return my heart and mind if she would not come here her silence fell upon me once again (I asked, why won’t you share?) her indecision rose like a wall once again (I asked, why don’’t you care?) only to find her that she would once again… disappear
I thought my heart was open I thought my doors were open I thought I was ready for love so why am I alone
I thought that I was free and I thought that I was me and I thought I was over the past I though that I had known
love is forever no matter what this is the most precious dream I know
2008 again a few words from so far away she confessed she used me, what else was there to say was I the fool still waiting for her to return my heart? and now, am I free?... where and how do I start?
she said she married another and he gave her a child she moved on but she still will not let go there is no room in her life for me today but she will not let go is it because I know
love is forever no matter what this is the most precious dream I know
love is forever the best I’ve got how it can end is something I still do not know
all the while she was begging me to hang on all the while she was asking for everything I could give all the while she was keeping me living in yesterday using the power I gave her to keep me so far away
I never really knew what was going on all I knew was that my heart was gone she begged me to leave it in her hands is there anyone who understands?
she still keeps the best of me under her lock and key even though she started over long ago had another child with another man in 1999, oh and yet she still will not return the things that keep me hanging on so what am I to do when my heart and mind are gone? this is the only way I know to carry on
love is forever no matter what love is still the most precious dream I know
I am so far from the person I used to be I used to sing I used to dance I used to love passion, romance I used to run I used to fly I used to dream my mind could touch the sky I used to feel the human touch I used to want to be in love too much
how far I fell to hear love’s calling could it be that I am still falling
love is forever no matter what this is the most precious dream I know
if you don’t like to be touched, keep your distance i have learned how to feel like that but it is not really me if you don’t like to be hugged, keep your distance i have learned how to keep mine, but that is not really me
i want to find some one who will remind me who i am how i feel and how i love to be felt i want to find someone who can believe and understand how true love makes a heart melt can your mind melt can your body melt when was the last time you felt how you love to be felt
if you don’t like to be touched, keep your distance i have learned to be afraid but that is not really me if you don’t like to be loved, keep your distance i have learned how to be numb, but that is not really me
i know why i am down deep inside i know i’ve learned how to run and hide i’ve learned how to pretend i’ve died but there is so much more denied and sharing will remind me sharing will make it real again sharing will help me find me sharing will let me feel again sharing’s the answer sharing is what life’s about so much has been buried deep inside sharing will let it back out
i want to find some one who can really share how it feels to be in love and be felt i want to find someone who can believe and understand how true love makes a heart melt can your mind melt can your body melt when was the last time you felt how you love to be felt
when you’re sharing life is sharing i want to be sharing
and sharing will remind you sharing will make it real again sharing will help you find you sharing will let you feel again sharing’s the answer sharing is what life’s about so much has been buried deep inside sharing will let it back out
lost in the revelry a lonely voice sighs counting the promises that have turned into lies and in the morning light an innocent cries picking up the pieces of life's greatest prize
and where are the friends we used to know where is the caring all of the love, where did it go where is the sharing
once we could trust each other like sisters and brothers and now we hide behind locked doors
if i give you mine tonight could i ask for yours?
lost in the cacophony a lonely heart beats counting the moments passing as little defeats living a life alone a social life dies we are social beings is this a surprise?
so where are the friends we used to know where is the caring ` all of the love, where did it go where is the sharing
once we could trust each other like sisters and brothers and now we hide behind locked doors
if i give you mine tonight could i ask for yours?
are there still dreamers dreaming the dreams that created fairy tales? are there still poets imagining a love that never fails? are there still children sharing pretending without a world of fears? are there still people living happily ever after anywhere?
lost in the industry a lonely hand asks will anyone hold me today between all the tasks and in the dark of night loneliness on the rise counting the years passing wondering why
we share less and less, and then we die why oh why oh why why don't we learn to share more before we die? can we learn to share more before we die?
oh where are the friends we used to know where is the caring ` all of the love, where did it go where is the sharing
once we could trust each other like sisters and brothers and now we hide behind locked doors
