if i was going to die tomorrow
would you listen just a little bit
if you could tell me about love
before then, could you describe it

why should we stop writing
if even one of these words is said
it's worth all the world's living
long after we're dead

if i write one hundred tunes
and one gets caught in someone's head
if i discover one lost moon
if i save one loaf of bread

if i was going to die tomorrow
do you think i could make myself heard
can i leave anything here before i go
if i could spread my dreams to the world