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Wrapped in the pain |
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that you gave to me |
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I got lost inside |
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the maze of my memory |
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deep in my heart |
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I die without cease |
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for my lover ran away |
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to find release |
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and if I had to do it again |
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would I make it right |
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and if I had to lose it again |
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would I hold you tight |
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forgive me I was blind |
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to the world outside |
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I was unkind |
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to the world outside of me |
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feed me the right words |
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dead to the world for days |
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on end I cried for my little girt |
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scattered my ashes all over |
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the sea curled up in the debris |
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you left of me |
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and if I had to do it again |
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would it turn out fine |
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and if I had to lose it again |
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would I call you mine |
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to dream of a world made for me |
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and you was such a lovely thing to do |