Lyrics:

Right at the stile
He thought that I was smile
To look at you like into a mirror
Now that you dead
World is there instead
And the only thing I fear
Are your lovers
Pain and ordeal
Proving what is real
When between you two
Oh Lord it just ain't
You-uuuuh uh uh uuuh uh
I miss you anyway
Oooooh oh oh Lord
I miss you anyway
Now that you gone
The devil too is done
And it's hard to take
Than no one once my soul
So I mown
Group soon all alone
Is hard not to break like a puzzle
Oooooh oh oh Lord
I miss you anyway
Oooooh oh oh Lord
I miss you anyway

Oooooh oh oh Lord
I miss you anyway
Oooooh oh oh Lord
I miss you anyway