I was fourteen, my brother was twenty
When my dad sat me down, and told me you'd left me
I never listened when they called you crazy
I see so much of you in me lately
I wrote a song for you
And it's called «Hide and Seek»
You never heard it but I, I got it tattooed on me
And I'd love to see you sitting in your chair
Smoking away, beautifully unaware
I wonder what it's like to die
Sometimes you cross my mind
Well that's a fucking lie
'Cause you're on my mind all of the time
I wonder what it's like to die
Got in the taxi after my London show
And your favourite song came on the radio
I cried a little, then I stopped
Oh, you know I can't hide it
I miss you so much
It was Christmas day when my mum found you
She puts on a brave face, but I can see right through
But your mind was beautiful, unusual, so loveable
But you were beautiful, unusual, so loveable
I wonder what it's like to die
Sometimes you cross my mind
Well that's a fucking lie
'Cause you're on my mind all of the time
I wonder, what it's like to die