Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head And as I climb into an empty bed Oh well, enough said I know its over still I cling I dont know where else I can go, mother Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head See, the sea wants to take me The knife wants to slit me Do you think you can help me? Sad veiled bride, please be happy Handsome groom, give her room Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly Although she needs you more than she loves you And I know its over Still I cling I dont know where else I can go Its over, its over, its over I know its over And it never really began But in my heart it was so real And you even spoke to me and said: If youre so funny Then why are you on your own tonight? And if youre so clever Then why are you on your own tonight? If youre so very entertaining Then why are you on your own tonight? If youre so very good looking Why do you sleep alone tonight? I know because tonight is just like any other night Thats why youre on your own tonight With your triumphs and your charms While they are in each others arms Its so easy to laugh Its so easy to hate It takes strength to be gentle and kind Its over, over, over Its so easy to laugh Its so easy to hate It takes guts to be gentle and kind Its over, over, over Love is natural and real But not for you, my love Not tonight my love Love is natural and real But not for such as you and I, my love Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Posted on: Fri, 02 Jan 2015 01:51:07 +0000
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