I watched her as she sat there to cry
and wondered why he had to die
he was so young, only the age of twenty-two
not much older than me and you
as the tears steadily rolled down her face
i pictured you in his place.
the family came in and took a seat
one by one we sat with every head looking towards our feet.
the preacher stood up and said a few things
then a couple of songs played, a few people did sing
as the music played i thought about us
and how our love was sent here from the One i trust
i felt her pain
i felt her sorrow
and how it just wouldnt be right
without you here tomorrow
something inside of me started to shake
the worst thought was how much my heart would ache
the rain outside continued to fall
we stood by his graveside, mud, muck, and all
the crisp winter air went all the way to my heart
as i tried to wonder how she was going to restart
finding love is the hardest thing to do
i just dont know what i would do if i lost you
i looked at all the faces of my family and his friends,
shocked or sad, the expression, it all depends
i closed my eyes when the prayer was being told
and thanked God that i still have you to hold.
at the casket she looked, tears all in her eyes,
she put her hands on the top to say her last goodbye.
\"Going home\" is what his casket said on the inside
your love and God\'s is something that i just cant hide.
as we drove away, all i could do was think
the more i thought, the deeper my thoughts did sink
a song came on the radio that eased my strife
\"i\'m gonna love you like it\'s the last day of my life\"
