Nickindia

Here is my story-A little sad of soul, a little wearyMaybe I am that?Will nobody love me?Is an empty heart and a conscience all I have?If i die tonight, if I give up the fightWill you do something for me?Tell them my story, tell them wellTell them everything you knowI was born in the springtimeBorn of love and cradled in a misfit historyOf blind faith and pantomimeOh, I know what I am but I don't seeSo if I die tomight, if I give up the fightWill you do something for me?Tell them my story, tell them wellTell them everything you knowSo if I die tonight, if I give up the fightWill you do something for me?So if I die toniightWon't you do something for me?Tell them my story, tell them wellTell them everything you knowWon't you tell them my story?Won't you tell them, tell themTell them everything about meAbout me when I'm goneWhen we're dead and goneWhat will still be here?What will carry on?When we're dead and goneWhen there's nothing leftWhat will still be here?