Three a.m. and I’m not alright
I can’t sleep and though I try with all my might
I can’t drive her from my mind
God take pity if you’re a friend of mine
I’ve been lookin' at you
It might be just a photograph
But after this entire time girl you gotta laugh
Who’ll put the flowers on my grave?
No matter what you say
There should have been another way
And all that pain we could have saved
Now who’ll put the flowers on my grave?
Four a.m. I think I’m going mad
I can’t remember when I ever felt this bad
A touch of blindness in my eyes
Weren’t I the one who swore he’d never cry?
Girl I’ve been looking at you
might be just your photograph
But after all this time girl you gotta laugh
Who’ll put the flowers on my grave?
No matter what you say
There should have been another way
And all that pain we could have saved
Now who’ll put the flowers on my grave?
My body is raging as you turn and twist the knife
My soul is ageing and I know that can’t be right
I got the fever and it fires my broken heart
For there’s no one here beside me no there’s
Know one here to guide me and I’m lonely now
and its tearing me apart!
Five a.m. Here comes the light
And I don’t know
how I got through this empty night
All I know is I’m going down
I look at your picture
and my head goes spinning round
You know girl I’ve been lookín at you
it might be just your photograph
And after all this time girl you gotta laugh
Who put the flowers on my grave?
No matter what you say
There should have been another way
And all that pain we could have saved
Now who’ll put the flowers on my grave?