Here’s a little moment of truth that’s gonna bring your nature down Put your back up against the wall and make it come around
Story of a Dying Man Trying as best as he can To win the word of the woman he is drawn to He does a little living there Does a little dying there And in the end you wonder if he will come through And how he’ll make do without
Here’s a little dust left over from stars there in his eye Held a little close for comfort to the dreams he left behind
Story of a Dying Man Trying as best as he can To win the word of the woman he is drawn to He does a little living there But mostly he’s dying there And thinking ‘bout the rest of his life to come through And how he’ll make do without
He don’t know the way He don’t know how he’s going to understand When she’s so far away So far away from the world at his own hands Story of a Dying Man Trying as best as he can To win the word of the woman he is drawn to He does a little living there Does a little dying there And in the end you wonder if he will come through And how he’ll make do without
He doesn’t really want hurt or save anybody As far as he’s concerned, it’s all in the master plan But the words of wisdom come round To beckon love once again And he can’t help but think of the end
Story of a Dying Man Trying as best as he can To win the word of the woman he is drawn to He does a little living there Does a little dying there And in the end you wonder if he will come through