I think I'm going to make it through, br It's been so long you see; br There's much more life behind me now br Than out in front of me. br br There was a time, when not so sure; br I thought to end it then. br I didn't see how one could live br Without much joy and win. br br But I found out you can endure br Without a special one. br And after all, it must be said; br Of fate, what's done is done. br br And so I choose to carry on br With life and burdens bore. br I hope if I can carry these, br God may not give me more. br br But if He did, I hope He'd grant, br My just one simple plea; br To end my life with one great love br Who'd bring great joy to me. br br So now I'm near the end of life, br My joyless days near done. br I'd lie if I would dare to say, br I never did have fun. br br But what is true, and that's the rub, br Of life, don't you agree; br Is love is really what's required, br For joy to be set free? br br So on it is with what remains, br I hope, not very long; br Of life, perhaps to know great love, br If it should come along. br br And as I go my separate way, br I'll not begrudge their joy; br If others feel what I once felt, br When I was just a boy. br br Instead I'll smile and just recall br The joy I felt back then. br And know that I'll feel soon enough br Love's wondrous joy again.