he found me sleeping
sprawled out in death's arms
he did see me weeping
but he had no qualms

he walked away.

i wanted to reach out
i wanted to see
if he would turn back
and reach out to me

he walked away.

i did call out
and i did pray
that he come back
and take me away

he didn't look back.

he never returned
he never did dare
i realized too late
that he really didn't care.

he was never going to be there.

as life slips away
slow and deliberate
i smile and embrace
the fact and my fate.

he was gone.