You weren't there when I fell,
and lost all grip on my life.
You were too busy living your own.

You weren't there when I fell,
and needed you the most.
It was as if apathy had stolen your voice.

Dementia calls me,
but I'm not ready to go,
I'm waiting to see if you'll come.

'Cause this is your last chance,
to show you're alive,
and save me before I go numb.