If I die young burry me in Paris .

Lay me down on a cloud full of roses .

Seek me in the river and don’t send me away with sweet words.

Lord make me your angle shine then on my family .

They know I’m safe with u when I look after them.

Life ain’t always what u think it ought to be they ain’t even grey but they bury they niece.

Ohh when I’ve had just enough time I’ll just die .

So burry me in Paris!!