If I died tomorrow would be proud
Of the things that I've done
In my final moments when let go

Will I feel like my battle was won

This is my final attempt

To take something from this life
This is my futile attempt to
To make something of my life


It's come to this
This is my last shot to hit or miss

And I've failed before
This is my last shot to hit or miss


If I died tomorrow would I hate all the things that I've tried
In my final moments when I let go
What would flash before my eyes


If I died tomorrow
How would I explain all this

If I died tomorrow
How much of you would I miss