I have lost so many... and more will go It hurts to stay while others leave... and I remain below Left here to carry what love has torn apart... with every empty chair and every breaking heart So tell me softly... when the dark comes near... Is death the ending... or a hand that draws me near? Is death the end... or a gentle friend? When life grows heavy... does it all just mend? When my time comes... will I go home? To the ones I miss... to the ones I've known? I think of their faces... their voices in the rain The ache is deep, but love remains If I must cross that silent sea... let it be tender... let it be peace for me And if I tremble... let mercy stay... If this is a doorway... let it lead me far away Is death the end... or a gentle friend? When life grows heavy... does it all just mend? When my time comes... will I go home? To the ones I miss... to the ones I've known? If they are waiting... I will know their light If I have fallen... pull me through the night No more sorrow... no more parting cries... just open arms... and a final, soft goodbye Is death the end... or a gentle friend? When life grows heavy... does it all just mend? When my time comes... will I go home? To my loved ones... I won't be alone…. I’m going home
