If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
For this, the last battle can't be won.
You will be sad, I understand
Don't let your grief stay your hand
For this day, more than the rest
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We've had so many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears
Would not want me to suffer so
When the time comes, please let me go.
I know in time you will see
it is a kindness you do to me
Although my tail its last is waved
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve it should be you
Who has to decide the things to do
We've been so close - we two these years
Don't let your heart hold any tears.