Though eyes are closed
But I can see you
Though your silent
But I can hear you
Though distances and separations are there
But i always feel you near.
But why so? Why this fear? Why you are not actually near??

When I come to the end of the road,
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 that we once shared,
Miss me - but let me go.

for this is a journey that we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It's all part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road home.

When you are lonely, and sick of heart,
Go to friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,
Miss me - but let me go.