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WHEN TOMORROW STARTS WITHOUT ME

 



When tomorrow starts without me,
And I’m not here to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;
I wish you wouldn’t cry 
The Way you did today,
While thinking of the many things.
We did not get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
Each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,

A tear fell from my eye

For all my life, I'd always thought,

I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for,

So much left to do,

It seemed almost impossible 

That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,

The good ones and the bad,

The thought of all the love we shared,

And all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday 

Just even for a little while,

I'd say good-bye and kiss you

And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized

That this could never be,

For emptiness and memories,

Would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things

I might miss come tomorrow,

I thought of you, and when I did

My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven's gates

I felt so much at home
When God looked down and smiled at me, 
From His great golden throne,
He said, "This Is eternity,
And all I've promised you.
Today for life on earth is past
But here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, 
But today will always last,
And since each day’s the exact same way
There's no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,

So trusting and so true.

Though there were times

You did some things

You knew you shouldn't do.

But you have bene forgiven

And now at last you're free.

So won't you come and take my hand

And share my life with me?"

So when tomorrow starts without me
Don't think we’re far apart,
For every time you think of me, 
Remember I’m right here, in your heart.

 Author: David M Romano

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