Sitting on a park bench
Thinking about a friend of mine
He was only 23
Gone before he had his time
It came without a warning
Didn"t want his friends to see him cry
He knew the day was dawning
And I didn"t have a chance to say goodbye
In this life I loved you most of all
What for?
"Cause now you"re gone and I have to ask myself
What for?
What for?
Driving down the boulevard
Thinking about a man I knew
He was like a father to me
Nothing in the world that he wouldn"t do
Taught me to respect myself
Said that we"re all made of flesh and blood
Why should he be treated differently
Shouldn"t matter who you choose to love
People pass by and I wonder who"s next
Who determines, who knows best
Is there a lesson I"m supposed to learn in this case
Ignorance is not bliss
Have you
