I wish i could hear your voice and see you smile.
.with out it i couldnt walk a mile....
In this house, on this road,
in the sky, we say goodbye,
to the who raise us, to see you're God,
to walk awhile, on the beach,
in the sky, are memorys that past you by,
to remember your past, and see your future,
to see what would be if you would have stayed with us..
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