AFTER ME
It’s nice to know that when I’m gone,
there’s things that will live on and on.
Like trees and seas and stars and fluff.
Millions of big and little stuff.
But my one joy is that when I’m through,
what lives on past me is you.
AFTER ME
It’s nice to know that when I’m gone,
there’s things that will live on and on.
Like trees and seas and stars and fluff.
Millions of big and little stuff.
But my one joy is that when I’m through,
what lives on past me is you.
