Home Sweet Home

Missing my sweet home. Feeling all alone. Stolen from this world. Wishing I was still an alive young girl. Crying for my life. Craving to be alive. Hearing the angles sing a wonderful song. Wanting to sing along. Thanking you for solving my case. Because now I see God's lovely face. Watching over you, through gods most saving eye. And knowing that pain is now a lie. Someday we'll meet again. You may not see it, but I still have a hand to lend. So put on a smile and change the mood. I'm saying what I forgot to say. . . I love you.