Will you turn around?
When you take those steps.. back
Will you turn around? When you take those steps, those heavy steps back
Will you turn back to me? On your way to your car
On your way to your car
Thought it'd be till death do us part
But apart of my heart
Knew that this could be the last time that we walk to the park
Something about that walk to the park
I knew that night felt just a little too dark
So will you turn around? When you take those steps, those heavy steps back. (On your walk to your car)
Will you turn back to me? (On your walk to your car) When you- When you take those- those heavy steps back
(Thought it'd be till death do us part) back to your car (but apart of my heart) knew that this could be the last Time that we walk to the park
Will you turn around? When you take those steps back, those heavy steps back
On your walk to your car
Thought it'd be till death do us part
But apart of my heart
Couldn't deny that this could be the last time that we walk to the park
It was something about that walk to the park
I knew that night felt just a little too dark
Just a tiny bit too dark, I knew something was wrong
On your walk to your car
The seven Stages of Grief
A universal human process
Not always linear to a specific order
But something we go through as humans no matter what it looks like
So here were mine.