Lyrics

See them all a round you,
At your death
How great, how kind
What a sweet death poet,
He was

And I have always loved you
Strange love, some might say
All I do, turns to blue
This is not my song,
For you

At your death,
She will come with her baby,
With a different Dady and sigh
Women with sparks
So clear and dark
Who've played with your brain
Will fade with the rain
At your death,

Life will be simple again

And though it's just illusion
That you're over and gone
While I pray,
Still you say, sing this song for me

At your death,
She will come with her baby,
With a different Dady and sigh
Women with sparks
So clear and dark
Who've played with your brain
Will fade with the rain
At your death,

Life will be simple again.