In A Lonely Place

Caressing the marble and stone,
Love that was special for one,
The waste in the fever i heat,
How i wish you were here with me now.

Body that curls in and dies,
And shares that awful daylight,
Warm like a dog round your feet,
How i wish you were here with me now.

Hangman looks round as he waits,
Cord stretches tight then it breaks,
Someday we will die in your dreams,
How i wish we were here with you now.