If I don't get another
chance to
see another tomorrow
And the curtain decides
to go down on me today
for its last and final show
When and if by chance I am gone think
of me being down by the
gentle stream right next to the meadow
Where butterflies soar and
beautiful wild flowers grow
Because that's where my spirit will be relaxing
right underneath a weeping willow tree
but do not let sadness or even sorrow enter into
your mind because if it is my time to go I know
that I will be in a much better place tomorrow
