I will never reach your face again
I will never be the same
But I will make my love visible
Through your stone of marble
Waiting on the letter
I've never received
She was too beautiful
Too beautiful to die
I shall were my grief
Between a loneliness of stone
And a wall of glass
The eternal doubting
The pain hot burns in me
Somewhere a spark of hope
But the time pulls her down
Hot some rotten sorrow, yeah.