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 .