Rest your weary eyes, my love
Don't you linger in the wake
The suffering will be over soon
Oh, let death come take us away
Now dead leaves outside are falling
As the winds come sweeping in
Winter's eve comes crawling
To lay our fading hearts to rest
In the dust of the dying light
I saw your face for the last time
And in the cold of this empty room
I see your dying hands in mine
Nightfall blackens my withering vision
I saw your eyes turn to grey
In the dust of the dying light
I saw your face for the last time
And in the cold of this empty room
I see your dying hands in mine
Dead leaves outside are falling...
Winter's eve comes crawling...
