Sitting On My Headstone

Sitting here on my headstone,
I see your sweet face.
If I had one more chance,
I would change my bad ways.

My body is dead Momma,
But my feelings remain,
My heaven is to see you,
My hell is to see your pain.

~ Kneeling here by your headstone,
~ I feel that you are near.
~ As I lay this rose next to your grave.
~ Soaked with my tears.

~ My Body is alive Son,
~ But my feelings are dead.
~ I took you for granted,
~ Not enough words were said.

~ At least I know you'll go to heaven.
Oh Momma I wont go!

~ At least I know you'll be with God,
Heaven without you must be cold.

~ You'll have angels to sing you songs,
I'd rather hear your voice.

~ You'll have love to keep you strong,
I'll just sit here if it's my choice.

I had heaven when I was with you,
But now I just have hell,
As I sit here on my headstone,
With so many things to tell.

~ I had heaven when I was with you,
~ But now I just have hell.
~ As I kneel here by your headstone,
~ With so many things to tell.

I took you for granted.
~ I took you for granted