I would die with a smile upon my face
With no complaints
As tranquil as a saint

This world would be transformed from a world of pain
To somewhere sane
My eyes would shine again

But you don’t love me…

And I would have died with a smile upon this weary face
With calm & grace
With nothing left to state

& I my love would have whispered sweet songs in your ears
I’d have sang for years
We’d have danced away the fear

But you don’t love me…

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