That’s not your David lying there underneath the flag.
So don’t hold on when its time for him and the ground to be laid.
He wouldn’t want us crying, even though the tears are shed.
And he’s knows that he’ll find you laying on his bed.
That’s not your David lying there cold and frozen still.
Because yours was always moving and could never have his fill
of different foods, laughter, but most of all to live his life
always to the fullest and to try with all his might.
That’s not my David lying there, its not him at all
That’s not theman I used to love and the one that used to call
Even though its been awhile since we have talked
it doesn’t mean it hurts less or that these tears can be fought off.
I still miss the sincerity and kindness in his sky blue eyes
and his one corner up smile that knew how to give me butterflies.
Our David is far away now, happy as can be
because his with his God now and his soul is finally free.