When you dream of me, is my hair brown, Is my skin soft, are my veins concealed? When you think of me, does it sting, When you think of me? I still love you in my heart And slowly as the words come out, Close your eyes and listen dear: I'm still here My right side is twisted, numb, dead, distant You can feel my ribs when you lift me Though it may seem that I've gone And what's left is just a shell, Well listen close, and save your tears. I still love you in my heart And slowly as the words come out, Close your eyes and listen dear: I'm still here