Once I had a great life

I was beautiful and good

Now my future's on the edge of a knife

It depends on the deaths mood

Once I could've walked on healthy lands

I could've loved and lust

But now I only have dirty hands

All in blood and dust

When I look at the midnight sky

I can see that familiar face

And I wish I could fly

To where she is,to that place

And as the tear flows down my skin

I remind myself of what I am

And I know I'll never win

I'll never see you Palam

I can feel that she allready forgot

I know she's a happy dove

I see what she have brought

She's got a new life,new love

I'm alone again and I sall always be

There's nothing left but a cry

Ther'll be no one else but me

No love until I die...