Aging wonderfully through the nights wing
Sounding perfectly like a gem
Holding to life like it were a child
Seemingless nights all worth the while
But as I look back
upon the night of living
I saw what you saw there
And found out that you were not kidding
The man that killed her
that was ages ago
Only it seemed like
a couple of weeks below.
So as you say in America, good bye,
I shall say farewell to my
Wonderful Lie