I never asked to grow old, To become a burden to those around me. I have just a few requests before I leave, My eyes are asking you to look at the beauty of this world I cannot see, My ears are asking you to listen to the sounds I cannot hear, My feet are asking you to take the steps I am unable to take, My lips are asking you to speak those words which I cannot speak, My mind is asking you to recall those memories which have faded, My heart? My heart is asking you to love me.
