My Love Has Gone Behind The Sun;

Since She Left, The Darkness Has Begun.

The Smile That Used To Shine On Me

Is Nothing More Than A Memory.



I See Her Face, I Hear Her Voice.

She Made Her Move, I Had No Choice

But Walk And Cry, Wipe Tears With My Hand,

The One That Carries A Wedding Band.



And The Clouds Hang Low

And The Flowers That Used To Grow

In My Heart

Are Dying Now, Dying Now.



Dying Now.