picture frame
Hangs on a wall
And I'm surprised
I even noticed it at all
The years have warped the frame
[bad word] through the pane
It's begun to fade
But the pictures still the same
If you look close enough you'll know

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

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

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

This is our sad goodbye [this is our sad goodbye]
But it's not a bad goodbye

Well I don't know
What I believe
All I know
Is that there more to it than me
Its time for you to go
To say goodbye I know
I cross my T's real slow
I close my eyes
If you look close enough you'll know

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

This is our sad goodbye [this is our sad goodbye]
But it's not a bad goodbye
This is our sad goodbye [this is our sad goodbye]
But it's not a bad goodbye