Watch me die
By myself
On a dark and lonely highway.
Hear me sigh
As I whisper
That at least I did it my way.

It's a book and a film and a video game,
Crashing at a ton into some deserted tree.
For days, even weeks, from time to time you'll wonder
But seldom, if ever, think you could have been with me.

Yet you could have been with me,
Felt the wind at a ton;
Felt the victory was won;
Or the climax of our love;
Held my children, been my wife,
Been my comfort, changed my life.
But all you ever seem to be
Is miles and miles away from me