i think i got a terminal disease it s aging me my mind is filled with fuzzy memories will i remember all the things you say to me in their offices they say in their offices they say to look the other way although my heart beats slow it beats enough to know you gotta let this fly away could you speak a little louder i can t hear your voice well you make me proud my boys you might be a bit old though you will never be lost butterfly though you will never quite lose your route i think i got a terminal disease it s aging me my mind is filled with fuzzy memories will i remember all the things you say to me  in their offices they say in their offices they say to look the other way although my heart beats slow it beats enough to know you gotta let this fly away hold my hand as i slip away cause i want this to be a happy day