Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

And as I climb into an empty bed, oh well, enough said

I know it's over still I cling, I don't know where else I can go

Over and over Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

See the sea wants to take me, the knife wants to slit cut me

Do you think you can help me?

Sad veiled bride please be happy, handsome groom give her room Loud loutish lover treat her kindly though she needs you

More than she loves you, and I know it's over, still I cling

I don't know where else I can go

Over and over I know it's over and it never really began

But in my heart it was so real

And she even spoke to me and said "If you're so funny

Then why are you on your own tonight?

And if you're so clever

Then why are you on your own tonight?" "And if you're so very entertaining

Then why are you on your own tonight?

And if you're so very good looking

Then why do you sleep alone tonight?" I know, 'cause tonight is just like any other night

That's why you're on your own tonight

With your triumphs and your charms

While they're in each other's arms It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate

It takes strength to be gentle and kind

Over and over It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate

It takes guts to be gentle and kind

Over and over Love is natural and real

But not for you my love not tonight my love

Love is natural and real

But not for such as you and I my love Oh mother [unverified]