Delicately wasted, my friend
It's not the end to see the flowers in spring...

Will you ever know that the day you died
For three hours I hid and cried...

It was a very dark night
Thunderclouds sheltered every sight...

Boy, you came in and changed my world
I feel safe and can feel again- Thank you again...

I try to imagine you sitting next to me
A cigarette in your hand, conversation over art...

This is where the day never ends
And the morning never starts...