There's nothing left,
Just residue,
That lingers here,
From the life I knew.
Though it's gone,
And memories fade,
I can't forget,
The truth.
I found my needle in my hay stack,
It pricked my finger, and I through it back.
Another dream was going off to die,
Yet all I thought was relief when she said :
«Goodbye, I don't love you anymore»
«Goodbye, I don't love you anymore»
She'd take my hand,
And promise me,
And all I'd feel, was her honesty,
And everyone, smiling but dying,
I guess they knew the truth.
I found my needle in my hay stack,
It pricked my finger, and I through it back.
Another dream was going off to die,
Yet all I thought was relief when she said :
«Goodbye, I don't love you anymore»
«Goodbye, I don't love you anymore»
How long, until a sign,
Falls down from the sky,
Points me to the next,
Then another.
Oh how long,
Until I'm free again,
Oh how long,
Until I feel like I'm alive again.
I found my needle in my hay stack,
It pricked my finger, and I through it back.
Another dream was going off to die,
Yet all I thought was relief when she said :
«Goodbye, I don't love you anymore»
«Goodbye, I don't love you anymore»