As the days phase into nights
my heart aches a little more
because I know it won't be long.

The more I see his picture,
the more I realize he's going, he'll be gone.

He seems to be losing his glow,
he appears weaker and paler,
as fragile as glass
that will break at any moment.

The tears, they fall
and they won't stop,
I don't have time to think
about the time unwinding,
that stupid clock!

There will never be enough time
to be with him.
There is not enough time
to say all the things that need to be said.

All the time offers is me to watch him
break down further and further
and I can't do anything about it

My uncle has cancer,
he'll be going away,
there is no way to pause or delay
but once he goes as much as it will shatter me whole,
At least I'll know he'll be happy and safe
with my other loving relatives in heaven.

My uncle will no longer have to suffer,
or go through the constant pain,
he'll be in paradise and feel nothing but sane.

My uncle has cancer,
and I know it won't be long
but he continues to fight,
because he is very strong.