I Follow You © 2001 Sandra Mello Later on this afternoon I'll tell you my plan Morning sun's too hot to bear let me out of my skin Laid-out on the table where a bowl of fruit used to be Your leg is swinging and eyes, they are staring through the space between fingers, hanging from the arms of God Something is shifting, the stairs creak so I close the blinds I always thought I would know the moment you died Connected so dear and so deep, essentially tied As you passed I was laughing at loud at the TV Baby oh baby how could you go without me Because you're dead and you're gone and it won't be too long Before I follow you Over and over I've seen that look on your face I knew that I'd lose you first and have to replace all the scratches and scars I could not memorize I'd tell you my plan but its not worth a damn at sunrise Because you're dead and you're gone and it won't be too long Before I follow you