There’s a man in my bed I used to love him
His kisses used to take my breath away
There’s a man in my bed I hardly know him
As I wipe his face and hold his hand
And watch him as he slowly fades away
He fades away
Not like leaves that fall in Autumn
Turning gold against the grey
He fades away
Like the blood stains on the pillow case
That I wash every day
He fades away
There’s a man in my bed he’s on a pension
Although he’s only fifty years of age
And the lawyеrs say we might get compensation
In thе course of due procedure
But they wouldn’t say for certain at this stage
He fades away
Not like leaves that fall in Autumn
Turning gold against the grey
He fades away
Like the blood stains on the pillow case
That I wash every day
He fades away
He’s not the only one
Who made the trip so many years ago
To work the Wittenoom mine
So many young men old before their time
And dying slow they fade away
Wheezing bags of bones
With lungs half clogged and filled with clay
They fade away
There’s a man in my bed nobody told him
The cost of bringing home his weekly pay
And when the courts decide how much they owe him
How will he spend his money
As he lies in bed and coughs his life away
He fades away
Not like leaves that fall in Autumn
Turning gold against the grey
He fades away
Like the blood stains on the pillow case
That I wash every day
He fades away
There’s a man in my bed I used to love him
His kisses used to take my breath away
There’s a man in my bed I hardly know him
As I wipe his face and hold his hand
And watch him as he slowly fades away
He Fades Away was written by Alistair Hulett.
He Fades Away was produced by Ray Barron & Steve Cooney.