If you are grieving, so am I.
Feel pain across the sky.
The fact that I am blue.
Tells the story's that are true.
So, think of why they were here.
And think of time that were dear.
Cause that's all we get to take
The love that peoples lives make
For other's close upon our hearts
Days that bring us far apart.
Thanks to them for time spent
The time has come, the time has went
They think of us as we grieve.
Matters not what they believe.
Keep them close day by day
Which of us went away?
woody
