Imagine all our years together, like a blackbird that won't sing,
Imagine throwing it to the air, but it falls from broken wings.

Don't leave this way, so many words unsaid,
Don't lie this way, stretched straight from feet to head.

Imagine the sky is pouring down on the back of all those years,
Imagine that bird helpless on the ground; shot down by all those tears.

Don't leave this way, so many words unsaid,
Don't lie this way, stretched straight from feet to head,
Don't look this way, closed eyes, unmoving lips,
Don't feel this way, cold hands and fingertips.

Don't leave this way, so many words unsaid,
Don't lie this way, stretched straight from feet to head,
Don't look this way, closed eyes, unmoving lips,
Don't feel this way, cold hands and fingertips.

Don't, this way,
Don't, this way.