When I come to the end of the road, & 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 & not with your head bowed low, Remember the Love that once was shared,Miss me, but let me go. For this is a Journey we all must make,& each must go alone, Its all part of the Masters Plan,a step on the road to Home..... When you are lonely & sick of heart, Go to the friends we know..... Bear your Sorrow in Good Deeds, Miss Me, But Let Me Go.