I know a millionaire who's burdened down with care. The load is on his mind. He's thinking of the day when he must pass away and leave his wealth behind.I know a millionaire who's burdened down with care. The load is on his mind. He's thinking of the day when he must pass away and leave his wealth behind.To the flowers, I leave the springtime. To the trees and to the old folks, I leave the memories of a baby upon their knees.I leave the nighttime to the dreamers. I leave the songbirds to the blind.I leave the moon above to those in love when I leave the world behind.When I leave the world behind.I leave the sunshine to the flowers. I leave the springtime to the trees and to the old folks, I leave the memories of a baby, a baby on their knees.I leave the nighttime to the dreamers.I leave the songbirds to the blind.I leave the moon above to those in love when I leave the world behind.When I leave the world behind.I leave the moon above to those in love when I leave the world behind.