(Hopkins, Wood, Stewart) I've woken up on mornings such as this And thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now Every night for a year I've slept alone My cold damp room looks worse than me. I got a fear of death that creeps on every night I know I won't die soon but then again I might Just like water down the drain I'm wasting away And oh, doctors can't help. A ghost of a man, that's me. I'm going far Ah, ah, ah And oh, water down the drain flows to the sea The pattern of my life keeps a-hauntin' me Like moisture from the ocean fills the sky Comes on down to the ground as time goes by. Ah, ah, ah Please don't weep for me when I'm gone Ah, ah, ah I got a fear of death that creeps on every night I know I won't die soon but then again I might Please don't weep for me when I'm gone Ah, ah, ah A fear of death that creeps on every night
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