It hurt worse than a punch to the gut

His words fell heavy over the phone.

My mind was racing to find an answer

But my queries were left in the air, alone.

CHORUS:

He said:

Hey there my friend

I’ve got something to tell you

I ain’t going to be around like we planned

Hey there my friend

Don’t you shed those tears for me

Keep carryin’ that torch just like we planned

 

All at once the memories rushed in

Smiles, laughter, pain, grief and loss

Burried my face and cried like a baby child;

You never know how much you love someone ’till they’re gone.

(CHORUS)

BRIDGE:

I ain’t gonna say goodbye

Cuz I know I’m just gonna see you again someday (x2)

And if I’m totally honest

I’m a bit jealous that you’ll get to see Him before me (x2)

 

Don’t have anything wise to say, no phrases to employ

Just the prayers for mercy on my lips.

My hands and my back to help carry the load

This don’t change the fact that we’ll be brothers to the end

 

FINAL CHORUS:

 Hey there my friend, I’ve got something to tell you,

Even though you ain’t gonna be around like we planned,

Your memory won’t die, and just look where you come from

He’s brought you this far, just like he planned.

(C) Justin Isaac, 2009