If this is as good as it gets
Then honey why are you not you here?
If this is it why have you gone away?
I would leave flowers on your grave if I knew where you died
May god save your soul and for all who know?
Love leaves the man blind, he is of our kind
Hungry to be more than one
More than one this time
He can’t take back what’s taken from him
Now she has gone away there is no red left in the blood
The blood that flows full through his veins,
Into his mind the land of dreams
But a song comes from the heart
The heart that’s burnt a thousand times every time he mentions her name.