You'll miss me-
When there's no one who'd laugh at your jokes
When there's no one who'd care for the cut on your finger
When there's no one who'd cheer for you
When there's no one who'd remember the story of The Princess and the Pea
When there's no one who'd admire you the way I do now-
That's when you'll miss me
And ofcourse by then-
I will no longer laugh at your jokes
I will no longer care for the cut on your finger
I will no longer cheer for you
I will no longer remember the story of The Princess and the Pea
I will no longer admire you the way I do now