I dug you up this morning and took you home.
To have you here beside me cold but close,
I made my mind up last night that heaven just can't have you.
I made you breakfast but you would not eat,
So I took your black dress off and washed you clean.
I made my mind up last night that heaven just can't have you.
The sheets are creased from your last day,
A silhouette of where you lay.
They'll find your headstone in the yard with your black dress and my guitar.
I'll carry you back to your grave where you and I will always stay.
I close the casket, it gets dark, they'll find us in each others arms.
its about not letting go of someone who has died. and they guy has taken her back but shes not the same (shes cold and wont eat etc). so in the end he takes her back adn burries her and him so he can be with her