Can you turn these silent somber wilting roses red
Can you breathe your life to her now that she is dead
Can you get here fast enough as the crow flies
To meet my sorry ending and my kisses and goodbyes

Through the miles and mile stones, flick across the stars
And catch me like an afterthought as I step in front of cars
So caught and reconsidered I hesitate a little longer
But only in your company do I feel the least bit stronger

The crow flies, without sleep or food, determined now to stop me
With solitude and cyanide I plan how to do this properly
And with one last kiss I surrender, with lips against the glass
Its snatched and its broken and so another moments passed

You hold me in your arms with your fingers in my hair
You cry and I cry and there is monoxide in the air
I'm running out of reasons and running out of time
But I can hold on just knowing you are mine