Virgil put pen to paper every night

and made the world spin around and made that world bright

he worked for you and he worked for me ( eeee)

helping us forget our misery

One day he woke( like walk open mouth) and he opened (ah not oh) his mail

and found a white letter

 his name scratched and frail (hold note do not go down)

A picture a lock of long (not in front, more triangle GA GA) blonde hair (do not go down)

and some pink rose petals and the words she wrote there

oh virgil wait

it aint enough to feel

when you cant find love

that makes you real

solo

refrain

That night Virgil tossed his covers were a mess

his head spun round and he could not rest

The next day his eyes were red like fire

his teeth wore an that empty desire

now Virgil was adrift way out to sea

the pen was lost below in memory

the salt from his tears stinghis eyes

he spluttered out foam from all those lies