What Else There To Live FOR?
I've lived my life.
I've had my say
The curtian is going down,
On my dark play.
A play with few lines said.
I wish there could have
Been more.
But, now the play's over,
What else is there to
live for?
And so,I take my bow,
As I leave the stage
Knowing the script has
been read.I'm on the
last page.
When I here the applaud,
And I hear the audience roar,
I know I've done it all.
Goodbye,
There is nothing else to live for.
