A lot of trouble the hole nigt through,a lot of tears for me and you.  We fight like mad dogs.  You throw glasses at the wall,  I say words I shouldn`t say and you run away.  A few days later you`re on the phone,  you spend the nights with a friend of mine  and you`re yearning for me.  "It`s too late, you`ve made your choice",  I say with tears in my eyes.  " So don`t call me again."    Hold me.    When I`m coming home at night,an ambulance is in the street.  I`m going up the stairs.  The door is open, you`re on the floor.  A man is coming out to me, saying:  "Too late, she took an overdose."  I run to you, I kiss your face,  look into your broken eyes  and you wisper in my ear:    "Hold me."    And you died in my arms.