You might take a walk down by the riversidenYou might wind up drowning with your hands all tiednYou might take a fall, could break your necknYou just don't know what you might expectnYes, and you just might... fade away.nnI wake up in the afternoon wearing someone else's clothesnLying in a heap on the corner of All Saints RoadnDreaming of somebody special, dreaming of somebody newnWatching that somebody disappear 'cause they can't stand younAnd yes, you just might... fade away.nnA hundred dollar room on the 21st floornA 'Do Not Disturb' sign; I hang it on the doornThink of giving it up, think of settling downnThink of what it would be like to be homeward boundnYes, and you just might... fade away.nnBetter keep down your voice, 'cause someone might hear.nGetting a little careless, aren't you, leaving clues everywhere?nIf it's not a burnt matchstick, it's a cigarette butt.nIf it's not a greasy fingerprint, it's a trail of dried up blood...nYes, and you just might... fade away.nnYes, and you just might... fade away.nYes, and you just might... fade away.