Lord these words I beg of you. As I kneel down at my bed. Because soon I will be dead. Let's face it soon I will be dead. And I just want to. I want to see the boy happy. With some hope in his pale eyes. Is that too much to ask?. Before I die. I have one final dream. For my own life I don't care anything. Lord these words I beg of you. As I kneel down at my bed. Let's face it soon I will be dead. And I just want to. I want to see the boy happy. With his arms around his first love. Is that too much to ask?. Before I die. I have one final dream. For my own life I don't care anything. And I just want to. I want to see this boy happy. Why is this such a bad thing?