Of life and of death

When you were here I thought we had
Plenty of time to talk about all those years past
But now you're gone and all that's left
Is a pile of photographs and memories in my head

I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go

From dust we come then someday return
All of the moments in between will barely be heard
What then shall we say of life and of death
Follow your heart while you can and live with no regrets

I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go

So I'll tell them stories so I won't forget you
I'll keep your photographs so I'll recognize you

I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go