The singer

Here once lived a man who would hug the whole world with his songs

He made people feel loved, gave them reason and hope to go on.
He wanted to heal all the hurting and right all the wrongs.
And one day he flew into the sun and suddenly was gone.

The singer is gone but the love that he brought us is still living on...

He sang of the mountains and trees, Nature's beautiful things
He sang about life, about love, and the comfort it brings
He sang about people, their deeds and their hopes and their dreams
He sang about feelings and goodness and what living means

The singer is gone but the songs that he sang are still echoing on...

He loved the earth and all of the wonders it holds
He sang songs of treasures worth far more than silver and gold.
Life and death touch regardless of cause or intent
But how sad it was to see his life come to it's end.

The singer is gone but the songs that he sang are still echoing on...

The singer is gone but the feelings he brought us are still living on...