picture frame
Hangs on a wall
An I'm surprised I even noticed it at all
The years have warped the frame
[bad word] through the pain
And its begun to fade
But the pictures still the same
If you look close enough you'll know
 [bad word] ]
Sing me your song
I'll sing my song
You had to go
You know you're my hero
Time keeps marching on
This is our song

So now I stare
At an empty room
But memories give my soul a different view
Of all the live you've touched
You taught me so much
Now angels lift you up
To a place you loved so much
And you'll be [bad word] there I know
 [bad word] 

This is a sad goodbye
But its not a bad goodbye

Well I don't know
What I believe
All I know is that theres more to it than me
Its time for you to go
To say goodbye I know
I cross my T's real slow
And close my eyes
If you look close enough you'll know
 [bad word] 

This is a sad goodbye
But its not a bad goodbye
This is a sad goodbye
But its not a bad goodbye