If I think about tomorrow I forget about today And if I hang my dead in sorrow low, I will sure loose my way The less I do remember the more I will forget But memories keep coming back and do not let me be Like a zombie, like a zombie, like a zombie I won't be I could make one million dollars and buy myself a name But who would I become, I would rest my life in shame I could easily be saying "Igot a heart it's made of gold But a golden heart is a cold heart and a cold heart is dead Like a zombie, like a zombie, like a zombie I won't be