Will you be there when I die?
Or will the time just pass you by?
You always say “I’ll see you soon”
But that’s a lie
If I was walking down the street
And you passed me by
I wouldn’t know it
I doubt you would either
It’s not as if you don’t have a choice
To come see me
All I have of you is your voice
Distorted by the telephone
Years have come and years will go
I’ll grow up and you’ll grow old
And though I’ll always love you so
I wish I knew you