Now you're all alone.
And I'm coming home.
He waits by the open door
Watching the light die away.
He strains to listen
Above the howling wind
To hear her voice whispering gently
Now you're all alone.
And I'm coming home.
He'd told her that they'd be wed
Soon as he'd saved for a ring.
Though she now lies in a grave out in the wood
He hears her voice whispering gently
Now you're all alone.
And I'm coming home.
You took my life from me
Did you just think that I'd quietly give in?
Even if you run I will follow you
It's too late for remorse or regret.
There is no absolution for one such as you
And the dead do not simply forget.
Anywhere you run I will follow you
There's no place for remorse or regret.
No box underground will keep me confined
And I promise you'll pay for it yet.
I'll take your beating heart and ever so gently
I'll rip it to pieces while you beg for release
that will never come.
There's no escape now from what you've done,
d**h will not save you.
And so he waits each night
Waits for her voice on the wind
The bolted door rattles once and then is still
And behind echoes so gently…
Now you're all alone
And, darling, I'm home.