| Through the back window of a '59 wagon, I watched my best friend, Jamie, slippin' further away. I kept on wavin' 'til I couldn't see her. And through my tears, I asked again, why we couldn't stay. Mama whispered softly: "Time will ease your pain. "Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same." And she said: "How can I help you to say goodbye? "It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry. "Come, let me hold you and I will try. "How can I help you to say goodbye?" I sat on our bed, he packed his suitcase. I held a picture of our wedding day. His hands were trembling; we both were crying. He kissed me gently, and then he quickly walked away. I called up Mama; She said: "Time will ease your pain. "Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same." And she said: "How can I help you to say goodbye? "It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry. "Come, let me hold you and I will try. "How can I help you to say goodbye?" Sitting with Mama, alone in her bedroom. She opened her eyes, and then squeezed my hand. She said: "I have to go now, my time here is over." And with her final words, she tried to help me understand. Mama whispered softly: "Time will ease your pain." "Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same." And she said: "How can I help you to say goodbye? "It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry. "Come, let me hold you and I will try. "How can I help you to say goodbye?" |
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