There will be a day when I am gone.
No more verses, singing your praises
or questioning why you left.
When that day comes,
will you remember
all the joys
or just the tears?
Will you even
remember
at all?
There will be a day when I am gone.
No more verses, singing your praises
or questioning why you left.
When that day comes,
will you remember
all the joys
or just the tears?
Will you even
remember
at all?