Scattered some daisies where death becomes youth
But I saved my favorite to put next to you
The sun burns my neck as the clock strikes noon
I'd tell you my darling but what's the use?
I passed by your home when I left your grave
The house where the closet was your home base
A family of ties was all cut loose
A secret now truth but what's the use?
Ohhh
I'll be there soon, right there with the moon
I'll be there soon, right there with the moon (Oh)
I'll be there soon, right there with the moon
I'll be there soon, right there with the moon (Oh)
I'll be there soon, right there with the moon
I'll be there soon, right there with the
I picked up your daisies where death becomes youth
But I left my favorite to sit next to you
The moon hits my face, it's twelve past noon
I tell you my darling, I'll be back