(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.