If it should be that I grow weak

and pain should keep me from my sleep

for you must do what must be done

for this last battle can’t be won.

You will be sad, I understand,

don’t let the grief then stay your hand,

for this day more than the rest

your love for me must stand the test.

We’ve had so many happy years,

what is to come can hold no fears,

you’d not want me to suffer so,

the time has come please let me go.

Take me to where my needs they’ll tend,

and please stay with me to the end,

hold me firm and speak to me,

until my eyes no longer see,

Please do not grieve it must be you,

who has this painful thing to do,

we’ve been so close, we two these years,

don’t let your heart hold back the tears.