If tears could build a stairway and

If tears could build a stairway, and memories were a cane, I would walk right up to heaven to bring you home again. No farewell words were spoken, no time to say good bye, you were gone before I knew it and God only knows why. My heart still aches in sadness, and secret tears still flow … what it meant to lose you, no one will ever know.





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