I'm wishing you could be here,
to hold me late at night.
Ohh just to hear your voice,
telling me it's going to be alright.


When will it get better?
Will I ever feel whole again?
Or will I forever keep drowning,
in my own deep sorrow?


Why did God need you more?
Wish that you could tell me.
I guess he needed another angel,
so he chose you.


He made a good choice,
just wish it wasn't you.
But tell me dear,
where could he of found a better man?


Someone so sweet, so sensitive,
so strong, so honest.
So giving of himself,
a better man he couldn't of found.


So he chose you,
my warmth in winter.
My sunshine in the spring,
my love, my life, my best friend.


I thank God for loaning you to me,
I cherish the years we had.
The memories, the hugs, the sunshine of your smile,
the promises kept, most of all for the laughter.


You are the one that taught me,
how to love, to laugh, to dance.
You gave me all you had to give,
and then just kept on giving.


And I thank you.


You were a friend to all you met,
not an enemy you made.
There was so much goodness in you,
that you couldn't help but give it away.


And so I say, so long my friend,
you are forever in my heart.
Just wish that you could tell me,
when the hurt will finally stop.


© Carol Morris
06/26/96