I wanna know why God takes good people
Why do they have to die?
I know I shouldn't cry
But it hurts me inside
I didn't know her that well
But I always kind of thought she wise
I used to look at her and wish that I could be that nice
I liked her a lot, she was happy, she was bright
If she's really gone
and we're using the word "was"
then I just wanna say
I hope she's still happy where she is