The Day the Music Dies
Lay down babe and let me caress your feet.
Lay down babe and let me run my fingers through your silky hair
Lay down babe and put your head in my lap, close your eyes, take a nap, relax and dream
Lay down babe and just allow me to dream that when I die they'll hang me upside down so the evil spirit within me resides and frees my pure soul to float in your realm.
Lay down babe and let me dream that next to you they cremate my soul and my ashes- - inoculate your heart so I know that with every breath you take you will revive my soul to live another moment in your heart
Oh…Oh No babe, cherish every moment next to you I spend astray and scout your thoughts for the love you repudiate
For when my heart beats or lusts no more for the thought of your name
That will be the Day the Music Dies