Bonny's got something you may never decipher
don't try so hard to imagine it
she has a spirit somewhat out of this dying world
and she is the prettiest of them all
my joy began where we met
amidst them excited flowers
and you are the reason i live still
like the scroll spoke once
they speak nowadays
where the living act like they are dead already
as for them blues skies you don't see them much
when you are gone
i miss you that much and it hurts
When am down am out
You take me up gently
Straight to your loving heart