If I die
I would be glad I once made thee smile
If I die
...
When comes the fame
And the egos flame
When comes the wealth
...
She taught me witty and rosy words to scribe
And made me a star in my tribe
A rare sort, one of a kind
...
Life is a gift
Let this knowing thy soul give a lift
Life is a privilege
As it's to the babe, also to the aged
...
When thou can't fathom the songs the world sings
And each passing day thy dreams seem to shrink
When thou feel like flying away
And all thy efforts seem not to pay
...