Too Busy

Life rushes us by,
Always in a hurry to say goodbye.
Never seem to have time to stop and see,
The ones we always seem to leave in need.
We never have time to try,
To care for the ones we might make cry.
We never have time for the sweet roses to smell,
We never have time to sit and talk a spell.
We're always in a hurry to run.
There's always to many things to get done.
I never had time to see,
That you might have needed me.
Always got to get up and go.
To many others needed me you know.
I never had any time left for you,
Even though I could see that it made you blue.
Two angels came and took your soul from your body last night.
They said you'd be far from within my sight...

They took you to the Lord and his loving light.
Now I'll never be able to say goodbye,
Because I was always to busy and never had time.
To stop and sit, and smell, and speak,
Or wrap my arms around you when you were weak.
Never will I be able to hold you again,
Except in my heart that was to busy to remember its friend.

June 14, 2006

Midi playing: China Rose

Too Busy

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