You've been dead for a long time now
But I still think about you every day
A little voice in my head
I walk through aisles in supermarkets considering what you'd like
Saying to you in my mind, "is this right?"
Always seeking your approval
I know you love that
I know I do
You're that cartoon angel, three inches high
Sitting on my right shoulder
I don't know who my devil is
But
I feel safe that you're there to guide me