"If I die, give my body to the sun.
Please don't cry,
This field of tears will let me run.
And the echoes sparsely tell me where to go.
And I'm stuck between the rain and the snow."
and
"Waking up in the turning tide
Was easier than living in your eyes, my love
And the paper let me use its face
To tell you of all my disgrace."
and
"But none of this time was wasted on you
I thought I was fine walking in these shoes."
It goes:
"If I die, give my body to the sun. Please don't cry, This field of tears will let me run. And the echoes sparsely tell me where to go. And I'm stuck between the rain and the snow."
and
"Waking up in the turning tide Was easier than living in your eyes, my love And the paper let me use its face To tell you of all my disgrace."
and
"But none of this time was wasted on you I thought I was fine walking in these shoes."