Alexander Mora

Miss Me But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road 

And the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom filled room 

Why cry for a soul set free!

Miss me a little, but not for long, 

And not with your head bowed low. 

Remember the love that we once shared, 

Miss me, but let me go!

For this a journey 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.

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