Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set on me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room, why cry for a soul set free.
Miss me a little - but not too long, and not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared, miss me - but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take, and each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan, a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart, go to the friends we know.
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds, miss me - but let me go.