The child of our love is going away now
Out from your head, almost like suicide
It's gone without love, it's going away now
It's opening wide, going, going away
I've sunk to the lake, fell off to the hillside
I prayed to the rose and I've walked them away
I saw with my eyes, the child was in slumber
And wondering why, it's tearing me down
Down, holding me down
Empty cells inside, a crowd of houses burning down
God, there's people inside them
Imaginary Queen Anne
Smiles contrarily
As long as you're going, I there will not stay
It's the least you could owe me, is all she could say
I've sunk to the hillside, felt almost like suicide
I pray to be stabilized enough to see some light in your eyes