I sit alone at your graveside and feel empty and sad: I think of times of bliss and passion and of the love we felt for each other. It was so honest and very fond, our bodies melted to one. But now you rest here in your grave so strange and far from me. My dear my dear don't worry about me. I feel now free from cares. Tenthousand angels shelter me and in the spirit you're here with me. I've felt so free and without pain as I left the face of this earth. Now by night I'll visit you in your dreams that you can touch me there. Love hurts, pain hurts - love is pain