If I bought you a coffin, would you lie in it?
Or a wilted black flower as a parting gift?
Because I haven't got much to give
If I slept in the ground, would you hold me close?
Were we anything more than a darling dose?
Because I would like to finally know
I saw your face in a reflection pool
The visage dissipates as I reach out to you
No more than a day dream
If I lie by you in a glistening gown
I hope it's before they lay me down
Because I can't stand to wait 'til I'm gone
If I stood by your door in the pale moonlight
Would you wait for me there each and every night?
Because I often feel so alone
I spied your guise on the dead, waning moon
Your brazen image fades and you slide out of view
No more than a daydream