Death all around me

I Didn’t think it would be you

You always told me to hold on

But now I don’t know what to do

Because The Sunday talks

I’m already going to miss

You were my peace

But I’ll try to get through this

I just want to hear your voice

But I know that cannot be

I know you didn’t have a choice

But you always  told me

Don’t start to get weary

Don’t start to get down

Even when the tears keeping falling

And your words barely make a sound

Because God has a plan

That we don’t understand

And when we can’t  seem to make it

Reach out and grab His hand

Pain doesn’t last always

And the waiting feels so long

But even when it gets hard

You just gotta hold on