I sit in the park where I dwell
For this boy I love so well
I see a girl upon his lap he says things to her he never said to me
I ran home to cry on my bed
Not a word to mother was said
Daddy came home late that night
And looked at me from left to right
With my own blood all around me
He picked the knife up from where it lay
Upon me a note was found
"Dig my grave, Dig it deep
Dig it down from head to feet
On the top place a dove
And remember this...
I died for love"
