On My Dying Day

I've done things, I wish I could undo

I've regretted them, and this is very true

But what is a lie

Is that if I were to die

I'd cast myself away

And regret who I am, on my dying day

There have been mistakes I've made

And debts I've paid

But I wouldn't want to live

If there was no gift to give

I wouldn't want to stay

I'd wish to go, on my dying day

I've had frowns and smiles

I've travelled millions of miles

I've been all the places I've wished to be

I've seen all the things I've wished to see

So when I know it's time, I'll be okay

I'll be satisfied, on my dying day

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