By the light of the moon
My heart's breaking in two.
On the ground, I lie pretending to die,
An awful nightmare has come true.
The one thing that you left,
A photograph on the desk
Of us laughing on holiday,
A bright shiny summer's day
Now is a knife in my chest.
Birds sing a sad song.
Stars from the sky.
Like the roots of a rose,
I hide
What a dreamer I am.
Love was right in my hand.
Only myself to blame,
From my eyes now it rains,
Swimming alone in my dreamland.
Birds sing a sad song.
Stars fade from the sky.
Like the roots of a rose,
I hide.
Someday you might wake to find
That your heart has grown colder than snow,
And there's no one around you
And life has pa**ed by you and now you are old.
Birds sing a sad song.
Stars fade from the sky.
Like the roots of a rose,
I hide.