A heart of gold stopped beating,
Hard working hands now rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best.
We think of you in silence,
we often speak your name,
all we have are memories,
your picture in a frame.
A million times we've thought of you,
a million times we've cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
you never would have died.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
but you didn’t go alone.
For a part of us went with you the day God took you home.