Flowers Made Of Hazy

Can you still see 

the one I carried

When you cried

Standing on the patch of lawn

We married on?

Can you still see

The one you went down on

When we lied 

Lying on the patch of lawn

We carried on?

I can still see

The girl I gave my heart to

Then you died

Now I'm lonely on a lawn

Holding flowers made of hazy.