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There's a house dark and empty
that i'm wandering around
and there are images of people here
but no one makes a sound
They are clad in ghastly shrouds of black
and they look as though in pain
and no one speaks or looks at me
in this place, it seems i have no name
but why do they mourn?
and for who do they cry?
oh my god, I can't believe
that it was me who has died!
and now I can see him alone in the dark
unmoving and sleeping upon our bed
and in his arms he holds a picture
of the day we were wed
and he's starting to cry now
as I move in close
but I can't rock, or hold him
because I am only a ghost
In his ear I start to wh isper
words to hard to ignore
and I think he can hear me!
for his arms curl in more
but now it's my turn
and i'm weeping in pain
knowing that i will never
get to hold him again
so goodbye my love
i'm afraid I must leave
i'm forever in your heart
and in the dreams that you weave
remember that always, I am your own
even now in death, as I was in life
standing always beside you
through the good and the strife
this love in my heart, always shall be
death cannot stop the truth in my heart
and even in death, deep in the abyss...
know that we shall never be apart..
