The days seem to fly as fast
as sand can fall
and the tears seem to add up
and multiply since his final call
to heaven
where he rests
rests in his peace
and though the words i say are re-said
i mean each and every repeat
I'm sorry for your loss
and that you feel that way
I'm sorry that the hours fly
and that you miss those long days
and though i cant pause it
and though i cant erase
i will use all god given strength
to give you back that taste
of the long hours
and extra long days
when the heart didn't hurt
and there were no salty tears on your face
when you felt complete
and of sadness there are no trace
and the sand in the hour glass
will pause and stop in mid air
because when you feel like you feel
as a friend I'll be there
