I left you
without ever
meeting you
I turned right
only to learn
I was wrong
down the road
I stumbled on
a tumbstone
half way covered
in dust and sand
I could still read your name
I can feel my heart bleed
we planted a seed
but never hung around
to watch it grow
you knew
and I know
fire and ice
all at the same time
you said you were
now we all know
the truth of that
is a lie
you were not the first
but you will be the last
to greet
the sweet swan upon Avon
the sweet swan upon Avon
the sweet swan upon Avon
the sweet swan upon Avon
