Lyrics

TOO YOUNG

Gather round to say goodbye
To our dear, sweet friend.
Wipe that tear from your eye;
Death is not the end.

Too young, too young,
To be taken away.
Too new, too new,
To be taken from you.
Too fresh, too fresh,
Still in their spring season –
And we won’t know the reason,
Till we meet on Judgment Day.

Gather round to say goodbye
To our dear, sweet friend.
Wipe that tear from your eye;
Death is not the end.

Too young, too young,
For any daughter or son.
Too new, too new,
For a father or mother to lose.
Too fresh, too fresh
Still in their spring season –
And we won’t know the reason,
Till we meet on Judgment Day.

So, gather round to say goodbye
To our dear, sweet friend.
Wipe that tear from your eye;
Death is not the end.
Wipe that tear from your eye;
Death is not the end.

Copyright © 2006 Lex Zaleta