If I die tomorrow,
Don’t regret your last words to me.
Don’t waste a tear on my past.
If I go away today,
Don’t long for last week.

When you lay me down,
Don’t cry or say ‘she’s too young’.
No.
Don’t think of the future I could have had.
Think of me with a laugh and a dance,
But don’t remember me on my birthday.

Sprinkle me over the ocean
Let me become a part of the sand.
Throw me away in the places I know.
Toss me away with a gentle hand.

If I die young,
Don’t wear black at my funeral.
Just let me go with those words I spoke
A long time ago.
And don’t regret the words you last spoke to me…