Monday, July 26, 2010

Remember


I sit in the park where i dwell
For this girl i love so well
She took my heart away from me
Now she wants to set me free

I see a guy on her lap
She says things to him she never said to me
I ran home to cry on my bed
Not a word to father was said

Father came home late that night
He looked at me from left to right
He saw me hanging from a rope
He took his knife to cut me down
And on my dress a note was found

Dig my grave, Dig it deep
Dig my grave, From head to feet
And on the top place a dove
And remember this, i died for love