Hindsight

I Should Have Said a Prayer for You I Put it off Too Long, I Guess I Had a Million Things to Do And You Were in a Real Mess You Have to Know I Cared It Just Breaks My Heart to Think You Were So Low it Was Too Late You Had Finally Reached the Brink Now They All Say Prayers for You Some Have Not Prayed Often But for Me I Think It's Worse As They Close the Lid upon Your Coffin How Shall I Live with Me I Called Myself Your Friend But I Wasn't There for You When You Reached the End So If You Have a Friend Be There If They Call I'm Here to Tell You If You Don't You Will Have No Peace at All Connie Moore August 16, 1992