If I was gone
I'd write a song
About you
Oh I wouldn't find the words
To properly illustrate
The way I hate myself
For causing you
All those kinds of hurt
And now that I've walked
On the grass that I thought
Grew greener over
On the other side
I would swap
That green back
For the shade
That sits so sweetly in your eyes
If I was gone
I'd write a song
About you
I'd be sure to mention
Love
That I felt
For the girl with the curls
In her hair that was
Two full school years above
Me and my mum and my brother
Were waiting on you
When you walked through that
Dingwall garden gate
And I couldn't help
But smile at
The look of disbelief
That washed across his face