I find it hard to look at you
In my deepest hour
Which will soon become

My final hour
So please don't cry
Because I'll tear to

Please don't shake
Because I'll fear to...
Because I find it hard to look at you in my deepest hour

Whuch will soon become my final hour...
So please my love send no flowers
Just blow a kiss and I'll catch it

Give a smile and I'll laugh to
Say the words I would want to hear
And I'll whisper back

The words of I love you...
But still I find iy hard to look at you
In my deepest hour

Which will soon become my final hour...
So please no hugs
Because I won't let go

And please no sadness
Because I all ready know
So please go happy

And I'll joke with you
Please dry your eyes
And I'll say goodbye

Because my deepest hour has become my final hour...