Lyrics:

'I fear I can't go on,' she said,
'I think I would be better dead.'
She knelt, she cried, I held her head.
I thought she knew what I was feeling.

She turned to close the door and I
assissted in a suicide.
Now that she's on the other side
I know what she was after. . .
And I can wait.

A cold and wet November's day.
We lowered her into a grave,
I'd never seen her look so brave.
Now worms consume her body. . .
And I can wait.