Her life was more than mine.
Like a proud shooting star into the night,
she crashed through the airwaves & ripped like a knife.
It was a bad disease. Her searching was over.. over.
Hold onto the light that guides you.
Hold onto the air that cools you. Hold on, hold onto me.
Her mind stayed fast through time.
Her family stood by, trying hard not to cry.
With patience & virtue, kept strong through the night. How?
She never fell to her knees. Her searching was over.. over.
Hold onto the light that guides you.
Hold onto the air that cools you. Hold on, hold onto me
Hold onto the light that guides you.
Hold onto the air that cools you. Hold on, hold on
And then my eyes stretched down as I saw her hand slip away.
Hold onto thelight that guides you.
Hold onto the air that cools you.
Hold on, hold onto me.. to me.. to me... Hold onto me.
