Found this online with no authors credit--TG
When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room,
why cry for a soul set free
Miss me a little but not to long and not with your head bowed low
Remember the love we once shared,
Miss me but let me go
For this is a journey that we all must take and each go alone.
Its all a part of the masters plan a step on the road home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart go to the hills we know
and bury your sorrow among the trees
Miss me but let me go
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