to bring you to our minds,
the days we do not think of you
the days we do not think of you
are very hard to find.
each morning when we awake
our hearts still ache with sadness
our thoughts are always with you,
there will always to be a heartache,
if tears would make a staircase,
we hold you close within our hearts
our family chain is broken now,
each morning when we awake
we know that you are gone,
and no one knows the heartache
and no one knows the heartache
as we try to carry on.
our hearts still ache with sadness
and secret tears still flow,
what it meant to lose you
what it meant to lose you
no one will ever know.
our thoughts are always with you,
your place no one can fill,
in life we loved you dearly,
in life we loved you dearly,
in death we love you still.
there will always to be a heartache,
and often a silent tear,
but always a precious memory
but always a precious memory
of the days when you were here.
if tears would make a staircase,
and heartaches make a lane,
we woud walk the path to heaven
we woud walk the path to heaven
and bring you home again.
we hold you close within our hearts
and there you will remain,
to walk with us throughout our lives
to walk with us throughout our lives
until we meet again.
our family chain is broken now,
and nothing seems the same,
but as god calls us one by one,
but as god calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.