Do you cry for the life of an unborn child
Who’s face you have not seen...

Tin soldiers cry in the night
As you try to sleep...

People ask me why?
And I say to ease the pain...

They are watching you.
They know you are failing...

Have you ever cut yourself?
felt the blood dripping down your fingers...

I'm slipping backwards,
To a place I've been before...

I hold you softly in my hand,
And think of what is to come...

You sit there waiting,
Wishing there's a reason...

I shall not last the week,
Things are beginning to fade...

Small feet pad around the cold lino
With no real meaning...

A man in a boat,
Was floating out at sea...

How can I thank you,
When I owe you my life...