When my time on earth is over,
And the end of the road is reached,
I have no room for a gloom filled room,
I'll be happy, for God I have reached.
Miss me a little, but not too much,
And not with remorse in your heart,
Remember the love that we shared,
Yes , miss me, but let me depart.
It's part of God's plan, the road I am on,
We all in turn must travel alone,
Our Father decides the time and the place,
From where He calls us home.
So, when you feel lost and sad in your heart,
Turn to friends that you trust and know,
Leave your sorrows behind, they do you no good,
For your sake, just miss me, but please, let me go.
© Dave Timperley 2011