Woorden: The Smiths. Meat Is Murder. Well I Wonder.

Well I wonder, do you hear me
When you sleep, I hoarsely cry
Well I wonder, do you see me
When we pass, I half die

Please keep me in mind
Please keep me in mind

Gasping but somehow still alive
This is the fierce last stand of all I am
Gasping, dying but somehow still alive
This is the final stand of all I am

Please keep me in mind

Well I wonder, well I wonder
Please keep me in mind
Oh, keep me in mind
Keep me in mind