Spring

I could've changed your mind If only you told me, you told me You said you were fine And we talked about me, then time had let it alone I never got the chance to say what you meant to me And you know I don't believe But I guess you watch over me

It's three years on, it's not old news Still coming to terms being without you And I hope you watch over me

And the way you died Did it hurt at all? I think of you that way Did it hurt at all?

And the way you died Did it hurt at all? I think of you that way I don't at all

And I swear at times I can hear your voice Like in the mornings through the door And I can smell those cigarettes That you used to smoke at the backdoor

And the way you died Did it hurt at all? I think of you that way Did it hurt at all?

And the way you died Did it hurt at all? I think of you that way Or not at all