CHRISTINE 
You were once 
my [bad word] . . . 
you were all 
that mattered . . . 
You were once 
a friend and father - 
then my world 
was shattered . . .
Wishing you were 
somehow here again . . . 
wishing you were 
somehow near . . . 
Sometimes it seemed 
if I just dreamed, 
somehow you would 
be here . . .
Wishing I could 
hear your voice again . . . 
knowing that I 
never would . . . 
Dreaming of you 
won't help me to do 
all that you dreamed 
I could . . .
Passing bells 
and sculpted angels, 
cold and monumental, 
seem, for you, 
the [bad word] - 
you were warm and gentle . . .
Too many years 
fighting back tears . . . 
Why can't the past 
just die . . .?
Wishing you were 
somehow here again . . . 
knowing we must 
say goodbye . . . 
Try to forgive . . . 
teach me to live . . . 
give me the strength 
to try . . .
No more memories, 
no more silent tears . . . 
No more gazing across 
the wasted years . . . 
Help me say 
goodbye.