My love's requiem Songtext

von Bay City Rollers

My Love's Requiem

I'm talking to the trees
Telling them that I'm still here
Shooting out the breeze
Telling them that I'll be here
When you need a friend
I will be here at the bitter end

So what kind of sentimental fool am I?
Without you here it's a fact - I'm history
A casualty of love: one more tragedy

Oh what a day for my love's requiem
And I don't know what to say
At my love's requiem

Talking in my sleep
Wake up to an empty bed
Talking in my dreams
I remember what you said
You were standing there
Dressed in white
You were standing there
I called your name
We were lovers there

So what kind of sentimental fool am I?
Without you here it's a fact - I'm history
A causality of love: one more tragedy
Somewhere along the way love was crucified
My hanging hearts up for sale it don't feel much
All it needs is a little love a tender touch

Oh what a day for my love's requiem
And I don't know what to say
At my love's requiem

I'm talking to the trees
Telling them that I'm still here
Shooting out the breeze
Telling them that I'll be here
When you need a friend
I will be here at the bitter end

So what kind of sentimental fool am I?
Without you here it's a fact - I'm history
A casualty of love: one more tragedy
Somewhere along the way love was crucified
My hanging hearts up for sale it don't feel much
All it needs is a little love a tender touch

Oh what a day for my love's requiem
And I don't know what to say
At my love's requiem
I will be here
At my love's requiem
I will be here
For my love's requiem
But I don't know what to say
At my loves' requiem
I don't know what to do
At my love's requiem