WHEN THE SUMMER WILL BE FINISH AND GO AND MY SONGS WILL LIVE FOR YOU I WILL BE GONE ANDMY END DUE MY LOVE WILL NEVER DIE IN YOU I WILL BE GONE SOON SO I HAVE NO LIFE TO BE OR TO DO IF YOU EVER REMMBER ME COME THROUGH IT IS MY LOVE WHICH WILL LIVE IN YOU I WILL BE GONE IN THE MISTY DROP OF YOUR DEW... Sign in to see full entry.