A keresés eredménye

In My Life

I believe, I've become ill
I believe, maybe I have to die
Maybe in a few years,
Maybe soon
Maybe not either, I don't know
 
I'll leave you my records
My books and guitars
And in the lower drawer
I'm laying a letter for you,
In it is written:
 
Thanks for your time
I love you, I'm sorry
That I hurt you and have left you
I'll take my heart full of love with me to the grave
And I'll miss you
I miss you
 
Burn my diaries
My songs and manuscripts
All the notes, which you find
It's all in the red folder
 
Please forget the bad days
When what I said hurt you
And when you hear 'in my life' by the Beatles
Please sing along quietly and think of me
 
Thanks for your time
I love you, I'm sorry
That I hurt you and have left you
I'll take my heart full of love with me to the grave
And I'll miss you
I miss you
 
In my life, I love you more
In my life, I love you more
In my life, I love you more
In my life, I love you more