I don’t believe,I won’t believe

 

It doesn’t matter what the doctors said.
I know you’d never leave me here alone.
I don’t believe , I  won’t believe you’re dead.

You’ve always like a nice lie down in bed
And never, ever answered your iphone
It doesn’t matter what the doctors said.

The doctors  scanned   your  heart ,your feet and head.
The priest said you are going across to Rome
I don’t believe ,I  won’t believe you’re dead.

I know your friends  are pleased I keep you fed
And snatch an hour  or more for  writing poems
It doesn’t matter what the doctors said.

My family  told me that I should be glad.
I have free time and all the world  to roam
I don’t believe,I  won’t believe you’re dead.

They say to  find another man instead.
And through the  lonely hearts club, their eyes roam
It doesn’t matter what the doctors said.
I don’t believe , I  won’t believe you’re dead

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