How frightful it is for you to say
In whispered tone my name in vain
I had not once single handedly
Taken for granted the things you need
And knowing not once as deep within
This tone you dare to shout in sin
How dreadful it is for you to tell
Of things you retrieve from the depths of hell
In whispered tone toward the moon
I've longed for someone who was like you
But not once thought within your grace
You'd turn away from my embrace
So on I'll live without your touch
And miss you always oh so much
How frightful it was for you to say
In whispered tone my name in vain
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