Will anyone remember me when I am goneFrom this world, beyond life,when i close my eyes and never get to wake up to see the next sunrise? Will anyone think of me,For I dont have much memories,Nor much time spent to create moments with these. I lay there thinking this, when I felt my life slipping away so well. I want to hold-on to this life,For I want to be remembered when I am gone.Lesser the time I have in hand, the growing fear I do feel. I just want to live, as now I found my one, One with whom I want to dream.