Again the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders
And its weight seems unbearable
Your tomb is where your heart is, I should have told her
But within me hid a secret so terrible
To cry is to know that you're alive
But my river of tears has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But a cold heart is a dead heart
And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my soul to take
And if I wake before I die
Then rescue me with your smile, yeah.