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