But oh in memory what u sea~
is a sun that shone brightly~
Feelings of this roam within~
It Drys the tears ~ I have to grin~
Life is funny sometimes it seems~
When you get use to one thing another comes with means~
Im not afraid of change you sea~
But what it might do to me~
For as a branch from the mighty oak tree~
Would drift along merrily~
So am I with what i be~
For I am.... Ever So Softly~