Would I be Cruel?
When I'm bedecked in blooming marigold
And loved more than I ever was in life...
When I let go of the broken body I hold
And surrender to sadness and strife...
Would I be cruel, my angel
If I wanted you to cry...
And loved more than I ever was in life...
When I let go of the broken body I hold
And surrender to sadness and strife...
Would I be cruel, my angel
If I wanted you to cry...