I don't know what to do.
Now that all your pain and suffering is almost through.
Everyday I will think of you.
You'll be the one I always miss.
You're forever at the top of my hero list.
Before you go, blow me one last kiss.
Everyday for you I'll cry.
I doubt I'll ever understand the reasons why.
A part of my heart, with you, shall die.
I know you really fought to stay.
I prayed and prayed, but Jesus took you anyway.
I hate that you have to go away.
You have to go, and leave me behind.
I can't promise that I'll be fine.
Sick of saying "I'm Okay," it's such a false line.
Wish I could follow you, but no.
On through this weary life I'll go.
I'll try to make it, even when I feel so low.
So, I guess this is our goodbye.
Off you go, on angel wings fly.
And never again in a hospital bed will you lie.