I think about my wife most everyday
I think about my life in every way
I think about my friends both now and then
I think about my path and where I’ve been
I think about my parents while young and old
I think about my past to busy too bold
I think about my kids and the lives they’ll live
I think about the things I failed to give
I think about the way it used to be
I think about the future and what they’ll see
I think about the things I’ve said and done
I think about the loves I’ve lost and won
I think about the time I didn’t get
I think about the adventure it’s been and yet
I think that when I’m gone I will forget
That all these things I think are all we get