What Do You Say (Piano Version)
I was living the life of suburbanite, big house, white fence, and all
Had the weekend sports, with the kids at the courts
And that's when we got the call
The voice on the end had the tone of impending
News I didn't want to hear
By the end of the talk, we were racing the clock
As the facts were all too clear
So we jumped in the car
And we drove pretty far
Until we came upon the place
And when we opened the door
I hadn't seen it before
But I could read it in his face
He'd been sick for a while
But it wasn't his style
To talk anything about it
Instead its "How's work going?" or
"The kids sure are growing" or
Some other mindlessness
What do you say to a man at the end
Does he know he's dying too?
Tell him he'll be fine
Or feed him some other line
Even though you know the truth?
What do you say to a man at the end
As he's looking up at you?
With his pale gray eyes
Can he see all the lies
I just held his hand cause I didn't know what else to do
He had lived out his life
A suburbanite
Only on a smaller scale
In a good neighborhood
He did all that he could
'til his organs finally failed
At the funeral service
I was just a bit nervous
As I looked about the place
There was mist in my eyes
As I started to rise
To share his final race
He was such a big fan
In the pits that he ran
For more than 30 years
"They had led at Daytona
'till they had to pull over..."
I was fighting back the tears
When I was done
"Thank you, my son," said Father Ann to me
And without furthermore
We bowed our heads to the floor
And we set his soul free
What do you say to a man at the end
Does he know he's dying too?
Tell him he'll be fine
Or feed him some other line
Even though you know the truth?
What do you say to a man at the end
As he's looking up at you?
With his pale gray eyes
Can he see all the lies
I just held his hand cause I didn't know what else to do
And I stood at the edge of his hospital bed looking 'round
Afraid of what I'd see
Staring back at me
If I were to look down
What do you say to a man at the end
Does he know he's dying too?
Tell him he'll be fine
Or feed him some other line
Even though you know the truth?
What do you say to a man at the end
As he's looking up at you?
With his pale gray eyes
Can he see all the lies
I just held his hand, I held his hand.
What do you say to a man at the end
Does he know he's dying too?
Tell him he'll be fine
Or feed him some other line
Even though you know the truth?
What do you say to a man at the end
As he's looking up at you?
With his pale gray eyes, can he see all the lies
I just held his hand cause I didn't know what else to do
Had the weekend sports, with the kids at the courts
And that's when we got the call
The voice on the end had the tone of impending
News I didn't want to hear
By the end of the talk, we were racing the clock
As the facts were all too clear
So we jumped in the car
And we drove pretty far
Until we came upon the place
And when we opened the door
I hadn't seen it before
But I could read it in his face
He'd been sick for a while
But it wasn't his style
To talk anything about it
Instead its "How's work going?" or
"The kids sure are growing" or
Some other mindlessness
What do you say to a man at the end
Does he know he's dying too?
Tell him he'll be fine
Or feed him some other line
Even though you know the truth?
What do you say to a man at the end
As he's looking up at you?
With his pale gray eyes
Can he see all the lies
I just held his hand cause I didn't know what else to do
He had lived out his life
A suburbanite
Only on a smaller scale
In a good neighborhood
He did all that he could
'til his organs finally failed
At the funeral service
I was just a bit nervous
As I looked about the place
There was mist in my eyes
As I started to rise
To share his final race
He was such a big fan
In the pits that he ran
For more than 30 years
"They had led at Daytona
'till they had to pull over..."
I was fighting back the tears
When I was done
"Thank you, my son," said Father Ann to me
And without furthermore
We bowed our heads to the floor
And we set his soul free
What do you say to a man at the end
Does he know he's dying too?
Tell him he'll be fine
Or feed him some other line
Even though you know the truth?
What do you say to a man at the end
As he's looking up at you?
With his pale gray eyes
Can he see all the lies
I just held his hand cause I didn't know what else to do
And I stood at the edge of his hospital bed looking 'round
Afraid of what I'd see
Staring back at me
If I were to look down
What do you say to a man at the end
Does he know he's dying too?
Tell him he'll be fine
Or feed him some other line
Even though you know the truth?
What do you say to a man at the end
As he's looking up at you?
With his pale gray eyes
Can he see all the lies
I just held his hand, I held his hand.
What do you say to a man at the end
Does he know he's dying too?
Tell him he'll be fine
Or feed him some other line
Even though you know the truth?
What do you say to a man at the end
As he's looking up at you?
With his pale gray eyes, can he see all the lies
I just held his hand cause I didn't know what else to do
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Writer(s): Ronald Arthur Clement
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