Will it be lonely when I'm dead
And do you ever see the light
Will it be different than what I've read
And does it ever cross your mind
I'm getting older, before too long I'll be dead and gone
Life is getting shorter, with every rising sun and every setting moon
Will I remember where I've been
Do you ever pay the price
Will I be stuck here in your head or
Will I ever cross the line
I'm getting older, before too long I'll be dead and gone
Life is getting shorter, with every rising sun and every setting moon
I thought that I told you that I would wait for you to cross over
But I'm getting older, in not too long
I'll be dead and gone