One man dies on a park bench One man dies on a yacht One man dies on a business trip In a hotel parking lot How can I say, without sounding too cliche That I want to live this day Like it's my last These moments that we share Dissolve into the air Without warning or apology they pass (yeah they pass) Some men want to be remembered Long, long after they're gone Even though I know that is ridiculous I wouldn't mind being thought of time to time How can I say, without sounding too cliche That I want to live this day Like it's my last These moments that we share Dissolve into the air Without warning or apology they pass (yeah they pass)