the soil falling over my head...

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 it's over - still I cling

I don't know where else I can go

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

See, the sea wants to take me

The knife wants to cut 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 it's over - still I cling

I don't know where else I can go

I know it's over

And it never really began

But in my heart it was so real

And you even spoke to me, and said:

"If you're so funny

Why are you on your own tonight?

And if you so clever

Why are you on your own tonight?

If you're so very entertaining

Why are you on your own tonight?

If you're so terribly good-looking

Then why do you sleep alone tonight?

Because tonight is just like any other night

That's why you're on your own tonight

With your triumphs and your charms

While they are in each other's arms..."

It's so easy to laugh

It's so easy to hate

It takes strenght to be gentle and kind

It's so easy to laugh

It's so easy to hate

It takes guts to be gentle and kind

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