Someday I will die.
It all depends on how you remember me.
Someday I will close my eyes, and feel the breeze as I'm climbing high, someday if heaven will have me.

And you lay upon my chest, help me through these feelings of unrest, someday I will not get high.
And passing through this world I will wave goodbye, someday if heaven will have me.

Please, you can tell I've shared loneliness as well.
We've all stirred in our own hell.
And maybe someday well, I'll be free, someday if heaven will have me