I wish I could tell you I'd last till the end.
And now I know why everything is in
My friends have all left me,
There's a crushing silence where love's a disease.
Like a fever it grips me,
And I'm carried on the back of a wave of gloom.
I'm told I'll see the shore again soon.
I'm living in dark rooms,
My friends have all left me,
There's a crushing silence where love's a disease.
Like a fever it grips me,