And On کے بول

your mother was crying your father passed her a handkerchief their tear-stained faces looked to mine for a sign of grief a thousand raincoats always stand around too long but i stayed to talk with you after they had gone. the flowers i brought you were beginning to fade under the heavy rain your name on the card had run so i tried in vain to write it again they didn't understand you - no! they didn't even try i'm so glad that you left us now before you had the chance to die. i sat there for a long time, expecting to turn and see you there i ran my fingers through the long grass willing it to turn into your hair - and oh i'm gonna miss you, dear but i don't have to cry i'm so glad that you left us now, before you had the chance to die and oh, i'm going to miss you dear, but i'm not going to cry i'm so glad that your life stopped now, before it had the chance to die.