Christ Lyrics

I didn't love her quite enough so she left,
I once had her sweet sincerity, yes I'm bereft,
And when did she obtain that wandering eye,
Oh Christ, won't you take my hand and be there when I'm waking,
Oh Christ, She's not with me now, so grant me with some sleep,
She, sailed away to the southern hemisphere,
So pity me for I won't feel her tears upon my shoulder,
I fear as I grow older, the contours of her face will disappear from my mind