Picture this
I think I might have died in the night
Why isn't anyone
Answering the phone?
Picture me
coming home late at night
But I'm locked out
Haven't got a key
I picture you
You're standing
In front of my coffin
You can't stop crying
And I beg you
I say 'please don't cry'
because I love you
I always will
Picture the two of us
Together for all time
This is what i imagined
But it hasn't come to pa**
Picture me
Buried under ground
I left you
Please forgive me