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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 too 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 we all must take And each must go alone. It's all a part of the Maker's plan A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart Go to the friends we know And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds - Miss me, but let me go. |