• My tears now flow gently down my cheek

    As I hear the preacher begin to speak

    You lay cold and still in your casket

    like a small child asleep in its basket

    Suddenly all my thoughts and fears

    are swallowed by the cascades of my tears

    As I silently hit reality

    I think what is this feeling coming over me

    Is it the loss of your love

    or a message from above

    Now that you've gone home

    I'm sad and all aolne

    But I know one day we'll be together in time

    Some where down that long waiting line.