I wonder as i wander, out under the sky, why do people I care about always have to die? Are you happy where you are, wherever that might be? I wonder as i wander, do you still think of me? Is it nice up ther in heaven? For i know you made it there. Are the clouds made out of marshmallows, do you know that i still care? I looked up at the winter sky and shed a single tear. I think of all the day sgone by, I’ll always hold you dear. I wonder as i wander, out under the sky, why do people i care about, always have to die?