If tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see.
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me.

I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
the way you did today.
While thinking of the many things,
we never got to say.

If tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand.
That an angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand.

He said my place was ready,
in heaven far above.
And that I'd have to leave behind,
all those I dearly loved.

So, if tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand.
That an angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand.

By Christine Ball
Littleton, MA