Paul Bergmann Nothing At All
Love me dear before I disappear
And if I die I'll feel your eyes right here
On that heart that I have shown to you
And with your hands you have touched
Mine own too
Oh but I wish that we had never seen
This dark love through
For the skin on my face is now cold and blue
Do do do
Your words they glow
Bright with the sun my dear
Above our heads
So far away from where we laid we shed
These awful tears
Nothing is clear
What I have known
To be the truth oh it is now
Nothing at all
