little lifetime has gone by
But I’m still sat here waiting
For a forgotten little hope
rotten helping rope [bad word] my way

trace of smile has graced my face
(like) a little man whose felt disgrace
I’ll leave it all behind
I’ll empty my little mind
Once again
From the pain

(I’ve) been searching but never found
The peace of mind you preach
Like a helpless little shadow
I’m growing so tired of me

Like a desperate little boy
Searching for a better toy
I’ll hide behind romances
And play the happy man again

You think you’ll last forever?
(Or) be remembered for the things you’ve done
You’re a little mad
It’s a little sad
The way you see

Your little lifetime [bad word] to an end
There’s so little left to defend
I’m sorry it’s a bit late
You need a bit more faith
To play again