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I don’t know when you’re going 

But I know your feet moving fast 

I don’t know where you’re going 

But I know I got your back 

 

Sugar on a lemon 

I know your time is coming 

Molasses on a lime 

But still I’ll break down and cry 

 

The wind blows from east to west 

Sun rises and sets the same 

The phone rings; the answer is yes 

But I won’t forget your name 

 

Sugar on a lemon 

I know your time is coming 

Molasses on a lime 

But still I’ll break down and cry 

 

I thank God for the time we had 

And pray we savor what’s left 

As we turn our heads to look back 

Let’s remember the best