Letter
Vamoz, sad month of may
It's a pity that you came here to stay
Hey, hey, sad month of may
At least make me feel ok
Cos he got lifted by a breeze
I'd rather be surprised
About unexpected abscenses
I'd rather be surprised
So why don't play boy
As i sit down here and miss you so
And there's one thing i wish i had warned you
Get your self some proper clothes
Cos it might be cold out there
Don't forget a set of strings
Your bass might need'em there
Once i heard that you can't die until the last one you know does
so
Yes that's me all alone in here, doing things i can't not show
Yes that's me all alone in here, doing things i can't not show
Picturing your hair waving up and down
As you play somewhere around
Somewhere around
As i sit down here and miss you so
And there's one thing i wish i had warned you
Hey, hey, sad month of may
It's a pitty that you came here to stay
Hey, hey, sad month of may
With nothing more to say
I let the sun set itself again