Stacy, I'd like to take you to a movie
In a world without a death wish
On a night under the fireworks in heaven
Oh but Stacy
Baby, you can take me anywhere
Because I get a lot of low downs
So just put me in the cold ground and visit
Oh, but what if
What if my soul was still trembling?
Oh would you put your black dress on and visit my bones?
And bring my football top and a scarf for the cold
Playing melancholy songs that somehow made us
(Feel a whole lot better)
Well, I waited on the kingdom come and the trumpet blow
In the cold, hard ground there's some letters you wrote
Would I get any rest from the wreck that I was with the living?
Or would you just go on?
Stacy, I never thought I'd miss the small talk
I never knew the gift the day was