Cold And Dead

Well sing with me a hymn

For the light that has dimmed

For the heart that no longer beats

And even until death when nothing else is left and the pain has finally ceased

And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine

Sing with me a hymn

For the body that's grown weary

For the voice that's forever still

And my lips will utter praise

Until the end of days for the space that can not be filled

And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine

Well I will be your roof

Your shelter from the storm

Your footing against the wind

And I'll mend for you my dear

Those hopes that have been torn

And I hope our paths will cross again

And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine