Now the weather does not snow 
And now the days begin to grow
In image of your favourite ?chew?
She could be there too
Blind to day, as black as treacle
Gave her life to something evil
Light a candle and be simple
She could be there too

And in your car you go far too fast
'Cause on your feet you feel you can't go on
So think of me when you go to ?comb?
And we'll just sit and think that you should still go

And in your car you go far too fast (in your car you go)
'Cause on your feet you feel that you can't go on
Can't go on

As you lie beneath the air in photographs
You could be there
We won't pretend you're neverending
You could be here too

(Distant choirs of angels sing chorus)