On The Day I Died

On the day I died
I took my mother for a ride
“Where shall we go, my dear,
Where shall we go?”

And for the longest time
There were no songs to sing
No words to rhyme.

“How can I my love
Have failed you so?”

And on the day I died
I drove her to the riverside
And saw my father there
And he was fishing there
And on the water there was snow
Snow
Snow
Snow