The tears fall.
You stare at the grave,
Your life was just ruined.
You think about the good days,
You think about what they are going to be now.

When you remember how close you were, you ask God to send him back.
Let him be the water in the babbling brook,
Let him be the sun shining down on you,
Let him be the silvery moon when it casts down light,
And let him be the singing birds in the spring.

When you finally realize he is gone,
You ask God to take you.
You want to be with him forever.
For you can’t go without his love,
Because he was the best part of your life.