she held tight to her photograph   it transpires mystery   the sun ain't rose and set for days   with echos of her agony      what good's a heart without a home   and no one to call her own   the waters rushed up to bathe her   of her time and drown the memories      what's more beautiful than blood   caked on her velvet skin   the dress she wore that night remains   awash in scarlet sin      a haunting tale of sorrow   underneath the murky deep   there's still a longing in those eyes   it hasn't ceased to be      her broken spirit still exists   the pain calls her up to rise   and though i wanted to dismiss as a trick of light or in my mind   standing there so eloquent she cries      sing to me and ease my troubles, boy   this afterlife has known no joy   because a death of love took me before my time   sing to me and provide peaceful rest   for though i'm gone, i can't forget   sing a song and croon to me in the midnight      sing to me      her broken spirit still exists   the pain calls her up to rise   and though i wanted to dismiss as a trick of light or in my mind   standing there so eloquent she cries      sing to me and ease my troubles, boy   this afterlife has known no joy   because a death of love took me before my time   sing to me and provide peaceful rest   for though i'm gone, i can't forget   sing a song and croon to me in the midnight      sing to me   sing to me   sing to me   sing to me