In a corner of the graveyard
Lies a rotten tombstone
Bearing engravings of some lost soul
The name's difficult to decipher.
Another funeral is due today
He comes dressed in black
And lies down the coffin
Then covers it with the earth.
Another tombstone is erected
The engravings still fresh -
"In the loving memory of my beloved"
He lays down the red roses.
As he walks away from the grave
He glances around to see the space
Which is left to be occupied
By many such mounds.
He smiles to himself and removes his coat
He walks away from the graveyard
A free liberated soul.
In that corner heap of mud I lie
Trapped in the agony of a bleeding soul
Hoping even today
That he'll come by
And read my name out aloud
With just a little love if not more.
I live outside this wretched grave
But my soul has evaded me
It lies writhing in that graveyard of his heart
Waiting for a speck of love.
My soul's betrayed but my heart is weak
His memories fail to escape me
Every second I die a new death
Wounding my soul beyond repair.
I can't curse him, my love's too strong
Even though everything he did was wrong
I hurt myself every passing moment
But refuse to believe that he is gone.
Oh please come by and say a few words -
"My beloved I hope you rest in peace"
These words shall bring me some relief
And a false hope that you did love me.
It's just a little love that I ask from thee
Please don't say that you've forgotten me
Please don't say that you've forgotten me...
