How long will this go on
He is fading, death in waiting
Old man sitting in his chair
Morrie can't walk but he talks to me
Ten brown soldiers in their white caps
They make rest come fast, but it never lasts
With six months left he is teaching us that just cos you're dying never give up trying to love
And maybe all we need is someone to come home to
I watch him slip away
Body shrinking but his mind's still thinking
With all the knowledge of the future clear
He'll stick it out tonight but how long will he fight?
And maybe all we need is someone to come home to?
And we all can't help but stand around and we hope that time will just take him down
So that this man can just go on with his mindset clear and regrets all gone