Tell me,
What you gonna do when I’m gone?
Will you miss me?
Will you forget
Every kiss
Every touch shared
On a sweet summer day
Back when times were simple
And I was five minutes away

No, I think you’ll miss
Those days when the sky shone
Bluer than my eyes
You said
And you’ll long for the clean smell
Of my freshly washed sheets
And the time spent
Beneath the covers
Laughing and…
Well,
You’ll miss that too

But really,
What you gonna do when I’m gone?
Will you find me?
Or will you sit on your couch
Front of a cold metal screen
And watch me disappear