Where will you go,
When it gets too much to bear?
And I will try to meet you there.
When death's cold hand,
Has led him far away.
Leaving you stuck,
In the realms and realms of despair.
I will go, and meet you there.
When visitors fade,
And curtains are no longer drawn,
And when you can finally say
'Now, he is gone'
Just think of me,
For the pain and grief,
I share!
Open your eyes,
For I am there.
