Scattered some daisies where death becomes youth But I saved my favorite to put next to you The sun burns my neck as the clock strikes noon I'd tell you my darling but what's the use? I passed by your home when I left your grave The house where the closet was your home base A family of ties was all cut loose A secret now truth but what's the use? Ohhh I'll be there soon, right there with the moon I'll be there soon, right there with the moon (Oh) I'll be there soon, right there with the moon I'll be there soon, right there with the moon (Oh) I'll be there soon, right there with the moon I'll be there soon, right there with the I picked up your daisies where death becomes youth But I left my favorite to sit next to you The moon hits my face, it's twelve past noon I tell you my darling, I'll be back