Send This Hello To Heaven
Words and Music by
Tom Ward
SOCAN 1990

I remember good times at the cottage
And those long summer Sunday drives.
And those ice-cream cones down by the bay shore,
As we watched the tall ships passin' by.
And the parties with you on your fiddle
And playing harmonica too
And with Momma's hands dancing on ivory keys
Playing while singing the tune. Though...

Time doesn't help take the hurtin' away,
You're missed now as much as you were yesterday
Since time doesn't do all the things left undone,
Send this hello to heaven to father from son.
Send this hello to heaven to father from son.

For two years you kept it a secret,
Didn't want to believe it was true.
Then your body revealed what you knew in your heart,
That the Lord was preparing for you.
For five long years I watched you wither;
Still you held your head high in the air.
Your wife, sons and daughters found it hard to believe
That you'd soon be under God's care. But ...

Time doesn't help take the hurtin' away,
You're missed now as much as you were yesterday
Since time doesn't do all the things left undone,
Send this hello to heaven to father from son.
Send this hello to heaven to father from son.

Now ten years have passed since He took you,
But it still seems like yesterday
That your smile and your laughter brought joy to the hearts
Of the loved ones you left by the way.
You're in our thoughts at family gath'rins
And in times of deep solitude.
And when missing you moves me to sadness and pain
Fond memories brighten the mood. Still you know ....

Time doesn't help take the hurtin' away,
You're missed now as much as you were yesterday
Since time doesn't do all the things left undone,
Send this hello to heaven to father from son.
Send this hello to heaven to father from son.

I'll always remember to ask when I pray,
Why time doesn't help take the hurtin' away.