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, 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 it's over still I cling, I don't know where else I can go. it's over, it's over, it's over.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
then why are you on your own tonight?
and if you're so clever
then why are you on your own tonight?
if you're so very entertaining
then why are you on your own tonight?
if you're so very good looking
why do you sleep alone tonight?
I know 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 strength to be gentle and kind. it's over, over, over.It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate,it takes guts to be gentle and kind.it's 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