I was late for work had to pull to the side

While a funeral train of cars drove by with their lights on

It was just my luck

It went on and on for miles

I kept checkin' my watch grittin' my teeth

Then suddenly it dawned on me that whoever this is

Is gonna be missed for a long long time

It got me thinking

When it's my time to go

The end of my road I hope it looks like this

200 cars stretched out as far as the hearts

I touched while I lived

And I hope I leave half as much love behind

When it's my time

So I followed that last car down to the church

Took off my ball cap tucked in my shirt

I just had to see what kind of life could

Cause such as traffic jam

Heard story after story people laugh people cry

It didn't take long to understand why every pew was full

There's a lot of good souls made better for knowing him

And now I'm one of them

When it's my time to go

The end of my road I hope it looks like this

200 cars stretched out as far as the hearts

I touched while I lived

And I hope I leave half as much love behind

When it's my time

Felt a hand on my back

Turned around someone asked

Did you know him well

And I said yeah well enough to know

When it's my time to go

The end of my road I hope it looks like this

200 cars stretched out as far as the hearts

I touched while I lived

And I hope I leave half as much love behind

When it's my time

Ooh when it's my time