She called it an illness Said it was sad to see me go Tears and sunshine from the long years to the warn out bay below I liked to remember, how the morning felt in the snow
On a day the the fog rolled out shared on my waiting bow I kicked all the petals, that landed right by my shoes I stood next to it not knowing what to do But I laughed and went home to something better than I had ever know
(OOh) (Aahh) (OOh) (Aahh)
Said I wont help you You already shot me dead To tight for the fixtures which just opened and nothing left I liked to remember how a morning Felt in the snow On a day the fog rolled out, shared through my waiting bow
I kicked all the bodies, that landed right by my shoes I stood next to them not knowing what to do But I ran and went home to something better than I had ever known