without her this here heart it rots away

without her this here heart it rots away
the cure for this disease is not now known
the grave it stumbles closer day by day

the days of laughter in the sun and play
have left with my dear flesh, i'm down to bone
without her this here heart it rots away

she was my life, alas! she couldn't stay
i'm ready, eyelids already been sown
the grave it stumbles closer day by day

i never thought i'd see another day
when once again she'd bury me like stone
without her this here heart it rots away

the skies above will never change from grey
for love is life, its breath has all been blown
the grave it stumbles closer day by day

while all things come to life in May
i'll sleep on still and never be regrown
without her this here heart it rots away
the grave it stumbles closer day by day

(C)2010, Christos Rigakos