When I think of the day
My heart grief for the lost in round
You never stopped remind me
It’s not the gift that matters but the honor that counts
When I think of the day
The happiness I felt with orange in my taste
Your words still linger
Knowledge is all you crave
When I think of the day
The life ahead is not a wonderland
You give me trust to set my path
The choice of life is in your hand
When I think of the day
You hold my hands in love and in pain
You bid me farewell you bid me goodbye
My tears shed for your last words in your eyes