
I had a coin collection, that I was going to leave to you.
But now that you're gone, I don't know what to do.
Who else will appreciate my coins, the way I saw you do?
Who else will warm my heart, the way you used to do?
The coins, will stay now in my drawer; they have nothing else to do.
Slowly, they will gather dust, as my tears fall for you.
For you see, my dear, they used to be a fun thing to do.
My greatest treasure in the world was all three of you.