Fall upon the funeral mourners,
Parading ina wake of sad relations,
as their shoes fill up with water,
well maybe i'm just to young,
to keep good love from going wrong,
but tonight, your on my mind so you never know.
when I'm broken down and hungry for your love,
but with no way to feed it
where are you tonight
child you know how much I need it.
To young to hold on,
to old to just break free and run,
sometimes a man, get's carried away,
and he feels like he should be,
having his fun.
much to blind to see,
the damage he's done.
and sometimes a man must awake to find that really,
he has no-one.
so i'll wait for you,
and I'll burn.
will I ever see your sweet return,
oh lover you shouldv'e come over.
cause it's not to late. (mmmm)
lonely is the room the bed is made,
the open window let's the rain in,
burning in the corner,
is the only one who dreams he had you with him.
My body turns,
and yearns for a sleep that'll never come,
cause it's never over,
a kingdom for a kiss apon her shoulder,
it's never over, all my riches for a smile when I slept so soft against her.
it'snever over, all my blood for the sweetnes of her laughter,
it's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul for ever.
well maybe i'm just to young, to keep good love from goin wrong,
oh lover, you shouldv'e come over.
he bare her off, he bare her down,
he bare her into and orchard ground,
Le Lo le Le Lo Le Lo Le,
the falcon hath bourne my mate away.
And in that orchard there was a hold,
that was hanged with purple and god,
and in that hold there was a bed,
that was hanged with gold so red
Le Lo le Le Lo Le Lo Le,
the falcon hath bourne my mate away.
Le Lo le Le Lo Le Lo Le,
the falcon hath bourne my mate away.
In that bed there lyith a knight,
his wound is bleeding day and night,
by his bedside kneelith a maid,
and she weepith both night and day.
Le Lo le Le Lo Le Lo Le,
the falcon hath bourne my mate away.
Le Lo le Le Lo Le Lo Le,
the falcon hath bourne my mate away.
By his bedside standeth a stone
corpus christi written thereon.