Remember the times I made you smile.

I'm not dead yet, it's not something I've met.

Remember the way I did things, in my style.

I'm not dead yet, it's not something I've met.

Remember how I had a way of chasing away your fears.

I'm not dead yet, it's not something I've met.

Remember​ how my loving hands would wipe away your tears.

I'm not dead yet, it's not something I've met.

But remember how I would put to words, my thoughts and my wishes.

I'm not dead yet, it's not something I've met.

Just remember how I'd slow life down with understanding and a few kisses.

I'm not dead yet, it's not something I've met.

Please remember if tomorrow my eyes are not allowed to see.

I'm not dead yet, it's not something I've met.

Just remember our good times.... remember how I was me.