I want to be the one
Left behind without my kind
I want to be the one
That weathers the storm
The one with the umbrella
Raining above and raining under
I want to be the one
In black upon the hill
I want to be the one
Laying flowers
I want to be the one
Saddled with that burden
I can handle grief
But causing those to grieve
That I cannot handle
I want to be the last to go