In A Lonely Place
Caressing the marble and stone,Love that was special for one,The waste in the fever I heat,How I wish you were here with me now.
Body that curls in and dies,And shares that awful daylight,Warm like a dog round your feet,How I wish you were here with me now.
Hangman looks round as he waits,Cord stretches tight then it breaks,Someday we will die in your dreams,How I wish we were here with you now