Letra da Música Black Dress de Kisschasy

I dug you up this morning
and took you home.
to have you here beside me,
cold but close.

I made my mind up last night
that heaven just can't have you.

I made you breakfast but you would not eat,
so I took your black dress off and washed you clean.
I made may mind up last night
that heaven just can't have you.

The sheets are creased from your last day
a silhouette of where you lay
They'll find you headstone in the yard
with your black dress and my guitar.
I'll carry you back to your grave where you and I will always stay.
I'll close the casket it gets dark.
They'll find us in each others arms.