With a burdened heart and a troubled mind,
I kneel by the side of his grave
And I cry for my brother, I love so much,
For no longer can I be brave.
 
I know he'd hate to see me cry.
But, everything's gone wrong
And I need to tell him I love him.
I haven't told him in so long.
 
He used to dry my tears away
And put a smile in their place.
Oh God, I'd be so happy
If I could only see his face.
 
You see, I miss him terribly.
We were close, him and I.
He taught me so many things, Lord.
He took the time to answer why.
 
Why did he have to leave me?
I feel so all alone.
I long to hear his voice again,
To call him on the phone.
 
Oh Lord, please give me strength
To bear this awful pain.
Tell him that I love him, Lord.
Slow these tears that fall like rain.
 
Assure me that we'll meet again,
Upon your Golden Shore,
And once more he'll be my brother
In Heaven, forever more.

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