text: Sitting on a park bench
  Thinking about a friend of mine
  He was only twenty-three
  Gone before he had his time
  It came without a warning
  Didnt want his friends to see him cry
  He knew the day was dawning
  And I didnt have a chance to say goodbye
  In this life I loved you most of all
  What for?
  Because now youre 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 wouldnt do
  Taught me to respect myself
  Said that were all made of flesh and blood
  Why should he be treated differently?
  Shouldnt matter who you choose to love
  In this life I loved you most of all
  What for?
  Because now youre gone and I have to ask myself
  What for?
  People pass by and I wonder whos next
  Who determines, who knows best
  Is there a lesson Im supposed to learn in this case
  Ignorance is not bliss
  In this life I loved you most of all
  What for?
  Because now youre gone and I have to ask myself
  What for?
  People pass by and I wonder whos next
  Who determines, who knows best
  Is there a lesson Im supposed to learn in this case
  Ignorance is not bliss
  Have you ever watched your best friend die 
  Have you ever watched a grown man cry 
  Some say that life isnt fair 
  I say that people just dont care 
  Theyd rather turn the other way 
  And wait for this thing to go away 
  Why do we have to pretend 
  Some day I pray it will end
  I hope its in this life
  I hope its in this life time