Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
And as I climb into an empty bed
Oh well, enough said
I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go, over

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to slit me
Do you think you can help me?

Sad veiled bride, please be happy
Handsome groom, give her room
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
Although she needs you more than she loves you

And I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go, over, over
I know it's over

And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me and said:

"If you're so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever
Why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so very entertaining
Why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so very good looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight?

I know: because tonight is just like any other night
That's why you're on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they are in each other's arms"

It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
Over, over, over
Yes, it's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind
Over, over

Love is natural and real
But not for you, my love, not tonight my love
Love is natural and real
But not for such as you and I, my love

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

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