Thank you for everything,
Is what I should have said,
but I wasn't hard enough,
and now you are dead.

The last thing I said was,
look after your self won't you,
I gave you a hug,
but your strong clasp wouldn't do.

You said in return,
I'll hold on in here as long as I can,
I didn't know weather you were talking about,
your top floor flat or the withering man.

So I neglected you,
I wish you could see me now how I am,
my beautiful girl friend or my music,
or my good exams.

They said to me his body went before his mind,
he was wise on what was happening,
it wasn't a nice way to die,
they said they couldn't feed you with one of those baby bottle things.


You said he's got some strength,
that music I played at your funeral made it hard to stand,
it was my only way of proving it saying I'm sorry and thanks,
I wish you could see me now as a man.