The Day I Died

Written by: Darren Rankins

The Day I Died 

Don’t look at me as if I were dead, 
just think of me resting in bed.

Now cover me with eternal life 
and place my favorite flowers upon my head, 
and if the night shall pass 
and you miss holding my heart in your hand,
just make a wish upon the nearest star
and there I’ll stand.

Now take all my worldly possessions 
and give them to the needy
because my riches now lie with God.

Now sing me a love song as I walk down this lonely road, and please don’t worry because 
my Lord waits with opened arms.