She is right
I am fading out of sight
But I welcome dissolution in your eyes
Would you care
If I vanished in the air?
Though you like the conversation
That is clear
Fading, fading, fading
Like an old family painting

And I speak the words and make them true
I speak my future like the prophets do
On this summer evening
I am surely leaving
I could fade in your room
I could fade in your room

I am gone, hear the insects greet the dawn,
Sing out simply in their joy,
"He can't go on!"
In this park, I got lost inside the dark
But I kind of like this feeling
Disappearing
Fading, fading, fading
Like an old family painting

And I speak the words and make them true
Declare my fate just like the prophets do
On this summer evening
I am surely leaving
I could fade in your room
I could fade in your room