The Last Day

On the last day of my life,
I wonder what I will be like
Will I be blue, held up with glue?
Will I be strong and able?
Will I wake and know right then,
My final day had just begun?
I hope you're there with bed made hair
And a body I can cradle
And on that morning, we'd take a walk
Through every street and every park
I hope it's deep in autumn time
And the leaves are like fires raging
I think I would love the simple things
Like holding hands and noticing
The way the wind moves in between
And how I never saw you aging
The afternoon would come so soon
Would there be time for a movie too?
I hope there's one about true love,
About how it hurts sometimes
As it fades to black, and the credits roll
Think I'd start to lose control
When all those names flash before my face
Did I thank them all in time?
And early eve, you'd start to grieve
And all your doubts and non beliefs
Would shatter there, and you'd throw up prayers
To keep me from my curse
But I'd hold you close, and you'd pray and pray
Whisper everything's gonna be okay
Our final kiss would bring such bliss
And feel just like our first
On the last night of my life,
Think I'd rather be surprised
Now every night, when I close my eyes
I hold your hand so tight