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