Sadness flows through her body,
She doesn't know what to do now.
She knows she loves him but,
He's in the arms of another.

Grief encircles her life,
She loves one but,
Thinks about another.
He's been dead for a long time.
Yet she can not stop
Crying over him.

She visits his grave
Every night,
Puts some roses on his stone.
How she wishes that
He were alive.

Every day she clothes herself in black.
For the mourns her lost friend,
And aches for her love's arms.
The roses on his grave,
Slowly turn to black.
A cold wind slowly
Blows her veil back.

The angels watch from above in sorrow as,
Their best friend lives like a zombie.
The Lord is trying His best to save her.
But will she be saved?
She prays for her love to find her.

She feels lost inside herself.
Half of her is buried with her friend.
The other half is with her love
And wants his arms around her again.

She feels more alive at night.
Her heart continues beating under the moon.
An angel flies towards her
Gives her a shoulder to cry on.
Her tears seem to freeze on her face,
As she mourns her broken heart.

There will be hope for her after all...