I have a repeating finger picking pattern in my head
It reminds me of you, so beautiful and blue, before you were dead
You've been gone for awhile and I'm sorry I never let you into my heart
I ****** up big time, I give you the right to tear me apart
When I finally meet you wherever you are
I expect you to be some big shining star
And I'll bow down in your image
Because I love you so much

Please come back
Please give me your touch