Oh mother
can't you hear
your son is going down.
"Oh well,," she said
"You were pretty when young
and a nuisance when you became older.
I am cold. Go home and leave...
leave me alone."
The Gods have thwarted and plotted
and so now I am plagued and besotted
-the turmoil in my soul
I can't stand much more.
Mother, can you tell me;
Why did you leave?
I did not mean to replace you
but the love that I need
is not yours to give
No- it was not yours to give...
the love that is yours
is pure and sublime
and I'm afraid
I could not pay you back in kind.
And I am sorry.
Sorry.
So very sorry.
Can someone please tell me,
can YOU tell me,
where has my love gone?
She left with my heart
and it's tearing me apart
... inside ...
Oh Mother,
your son is going down
-and no, he's not coming back.
He's not coming back.
Sinking.
Sinking.
Down.
Oh Mother,
you were right
'cause this "love" is just
a miserable lie.
The truth,
which I desperately sought,
it all lies hidden
in a single BLACK ROSE ...
And I know
I know
I now know
Oh Mother ...
