Jennifer Stein's Exit

Driving dizzy on a distant road My eyes and lungs are burning inside I'm almost home; I have to rest Romance shall raise no roses I receive a curiosity of pain As I lay, Friends come beside my bed with wet kisses Strangers with fancy suits brush their clean fabric on my pillow I did not expect a formal party; not in my condition must be my mother's doing As I lay, People ignore my thoughts of English tea and bridal cake It seems my taste buds tickle time a sour taste Nor do I feel the fire feet away in flame I'm sick as heck; I need aspirin As I lay, My fiance' whispers in my ear something unclear He said God took me away from him Then, All the tears on his face Rained on my coffin Driving dizzy on a distant road My eyes and lungs are burning inside I'm almost home; I have to rest Romance shall raise no roses I receive a curiosity of pain