• Now awaken and let dawns fingures
    of rosey red be your first sight
    Sorry I couldn't be there this night
    Or this mourning. But hear the crying of the birds
    Hear the wind billowing

    Now walk into the kitchen and brew your coffee
    You're still heavy on cream and on sugar light
    Sorry I couldn't be there this night
    Or this mourning. The phone rings this early.
    Sorry its not the call from me you expect.

    Now please don't pick up the phone
    Please... you don't understand my plight
    Sorry I couldn't be there this night
    Or this mourning. Now now please don't cry
    Stifle those tears.

    Now please someone offer you a shoulder
    Now now it will be all right
    Sorry I couldn't be there this night
    Or this mourning. Now now please don't cry
    I never ment to die.

    I'm so so sorry I couldn't be there this night