Goodbye, My Love

Stand beside me, we'll change the town for anyone who tries to see what difference it makes

The doors are painted, marked by me, a red cross on the doors of those who pray

Because they are true, and I turned around and I said to you

"Goodbye, my love", with a kiss we never finished

My heartstrings were tugged along the road

And as I turned the backdoor key, I noticed what you really mean to me

Take my hand and follow me, the hills and dales seem sweet to me, the water's clear as your innocence my dear

My right hand cuts your auburn hair, while my left hand cuts the stone from the plum

Under blood-red skies, near a mountain spring, I heard your voice ring