Her life was more then mine like a proud shooting star into the night she crashed through the air waves and ripped like a knife it was a bad disease her searching was over CHORUS: hold on to the light that guides you hold on to the air that cools you hold on hold on hold on to me Her mind stayed fast through time her family stood by trying hard not to cry with patience and embergence you kept strong through the night she never fell to her knees searching was over CHORUS and then my eyes stretched down as i saw her sweep away