Eyes like deep blue waters
Melodies so full of sorrow
Lying on my arms, not breathing
I can still hear the echo of her voice
And now as I hear them coming
I take her to our last dance
Her eyes so wise and knowing
Lying on my arms, not breathing
I can still hear the echo of her voice
And now as I hear them coming
I take her to our last dance
And on my arms I see her lifeless body
I close her eyes for the last time and she'll sing no more
Lying on my arms, not breathing
I can still hear the echo of her voice
And now as I hear them coming
I take her to our last dance More from Swallow The Sun