God , please forgive for all my sins,
My heart is heavy as it comes to an end.
You always been there for me,
Now it is my turn to be there for thee.
You have always filled my life with joy,
As I worked and tilled the soil.
The flowers that I grew,
They are flowers just for you.
I have lived out my life to my best,
Now I will live in your life where I will rest.
I am not some kind of hero here at all,
But when I die my name will be on your wall.
Each breath of air that I have breath,
It was a breath of air you have given to me.
So with my dying breath of air,
I now bit you all a fair thee well.
Written in a state of total depression and confusion.
Written by Bobbie Jean and I still have my dream of a better world for you and me……
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