Stand by My Grave

Stand by my grave when heaven calls me,
And read the words beneath my name.
Tell God, the man beneath this stone,
Loved his son through all the pain.
And if your tears fall on the roses after all these years apart,
Know every prayer I whispered for you was written on my heart.
Your mother left this world in winter,
And I watched my whole life fade.
I tried to fight the grief inside me,
But sorrow changed the man I made.
I drowned my nights inside the bottle,
Like Jonah running from the sea,
Until one broken midnight prayer brought Jesus back to me.