Don't waste your lips on words I've heard before
Kiss my tired head and each letter written wastes your hand
Young man come and lead me to your bed
You gave me hope that I'd not lost her
And then thought it rather strange
To see me smile as I don't, I don't do too much smiling these days

She put on happiness like a loose dress over pain I'll never know
'So the peace you had,' she said
'I must confess, I'm glad to see it go'
We're two white roses lying frozen just outside his door
Made you so happy and so sad
But which should I be more sorry for?

Come kiss my face goodbye
That space below my eye and above my cheek
Cause I'm faint and fading fast, and I see a darkness and I shall be released
I'll pass like a fever from this body and softly slip into his hands
I tried to love you and I failed
But I have another plan

How long, my Lord, how long I sing this song?
And my Lord, how much more of this pretending to be strong?
Just stand before your throne and dressed in beauty not her own
All soft and small, you'll hear her call
You brought me here, now, now take me home