Please, donít cry for me,
My existence is one you will always know.
Donít show me any sympathy.
I lived a wonderful life and it was time to go.
Donít come to my grave.
For my soul is no longer there.
Donít be eager to come and visit.
Each day you feel alone, I am standing right there.
The light making it through the clouds when the sun doesnít shine.
That wasnít Godís doing, that was mine.
The bird that sings, even in the rain.
Listen well; for thatís my melody heís playing.
The flower you see; the first one in bloom.
If you take the time to smell it; youíll recognize my perfume.
See, even though it seems Iím far.
Iím really with you no matter where you are.
So, please donít cry or show regret.
Just look in your heart and never forget.