• You see her lifeless eyes crying,
    Can't you see she's afraid of dying?
    She reaches her hand for you,
    For that is all she can do,
    If only earlier she had known,
    You can see where the sticthes are sewn,
    Her breathing is slow,
    And her heartbeat low,
    Just because she has been clinging on so long,
    This will be her song ....