People Gone

People Gone by Bob Moore Back in the days of yesteryear the thoughts of it still brings a tear family and friends who I held dear and how I wish they were standing here Then I could tell them every one how sad it is now they have gone wish I could have told them then just how much, I loved them When they’ve gone, it’s too late to say “it’s good to see you" every day “your face, your smile, your voice so sweet my spirit lifts each time we meet” But now you’ve gone, what can I do to live my life, without you will be so hard for me to bear when I still see you standing there