Irene, who passed away this morning, named her journal after the lyrics of this song by Chris Rice. I'm posting it in her memory.
Breakfast Table
Is it a million miles to heaven
too far to hear my lonely song?
Or is it just my imagination I hear you humming along?
I only hold you in my dreams now.
I wake up with cold and empty arms.
Lord help me get through this long night without you ,
And soon as the morning comes,
Soon as the morning comes.
Save me a seat at the breakfast table.
Save me a dance around the Milky Way.
And save me a thousand years to whisper in your ears.
All I've wanted to say.
Save me a smile and an angel's feather.
Save me a walk down the streets of gold.
And baby,we'll change our minds just like old times...
And maybe we'll just fly away.
Or maybe we'll stay.
My lucky doll, you're in heaven before me.
You were my taste of heaven here.
Remember we loved to talk about it, we couldn't wait to get there.
So you go on and find your way around now.
But remember I'm here missing you.
Do me a favor and say hey to Jesus!
And tell him I'm missing him too.
Tell him I'm missing him too.
Then save me a seat at the breakfast table.
Save me a dance around the Milky Way.
And save me a thousand years to whisper in your ears.
All I've wanted to say.
Save me a smile and an angel's feather.
Save me a walk down the streets of gold.
And baby, we'll change our mindsjust like old times.
And maybe we'll just fly away.
Or maybe we'll stay.
too far to hear my lonely song?
Or is it just my imagination I hear you humming along?
I only hold you in my dreams now.
I wake up with cold and empty arms.
Lord help me get through this long night without you ,
And soon as the morning comes,
Soon as the morning comes.
Save me a seat at the breakfast table.
Save me a dance around the Milky Way.
And save me a thousand years to whisper in your ears.
All I've wanted to say.
Save me a smile and an angel's feather.
Save me a walk down the streets of gold.
And baby,we'll change our minds just like old times...
And maybe we'll just fly away.
Or maybe we'll stay.
My lucky doll, you're in heaven before me.
You were my taste of heaven here.
Remember we loved to talk about it, we couldn't wait to get there.
So you go on and find your way around now.
But remember I'm here missing you.
Do me a favor and say hey to Jesus!
And tell him I'm missing him too.
Tell him I'm missing him too.
Then save me a seat at the breakfast table.
Save me a dance around the Milky Way.
And save me a thousand years to whisper in your ears.
All I've wanted to say.
Save me a smile and an angel's feather.
Save me a walk down the streets of gold.
And baby, we'll change our mindsjust like old times.
And maybe we'll just fly away.
Or maybe we'll stay.
How sad, we seem to be losing rather a lot. thanks for telling us.
ReplyDeleteJenny <><
Very nice Guido.
ReplyDeleteShe was a dear.
She is missed.
Guido, I have not had the pleasure of meeting Irene, However having read the words of that song I feel that she is still very much alive and will be happy now in that better place. Thank You Sybil x
ReplyDeleteThank you for this Guido! It's Beautiful! She would of loved this tribute.....(Hugs) Indigo
ReplyDeleteVery nice tribute....thanks for adding it...
ReplyDeleteJoyce
Lovely tribute, I know she's smiling down at us now.
ReplyDeleteGod bless,
Sugar
Thanks for reprinting the lyrics... it is really something... We will meet again Irene... coffee for me too, please.
ReplyDeletebe well,
Dawn
What a lovely tribute Guido. The words of the song brought a lump to my throat.
ReplyDeleteI will come back later to listen to the video as my signal isn't strong enough for it to work constantly.
Rest In Peace Irene.
God is all the richer now for having you with him
Jeanie
This is such a beautiful tribute Guido. She will not be forgotten.
ReplyDeleteLisa
Such a beautiful song. I wasn't able to watch the video just now. Be back later.
ReplyDeleteI love those lyrics. I never heard the song and my pc takes forever to paly a veido. I'll find the song later and listen to it!
ReplyDeleteBUT that was a lovely tribute to Irene!
Sharon
Guido - that was beautiful. I have been listening to that song frequently in my grief. You see, Irene was my best friend here in South Carolina. I talked, she listened and vice versa. The only one who knows me better is my husband but she could verbalize it better! We understood each other even without saying anything at all. You don't get that very often and it will be a long time before I have it again I'm sure. Love, Julie
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