Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head   and as I climb into an empty bed    oh well, enough said   I know it's over still I cling   I don't know where else I can go, mother      Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head   see, the sea wants to take me   the knife wants to slit me   do you think you can help me?      Sad veiled bride, please be happy   handsome groom, give her room   loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly   although she needs you more than she loves you      And I know it's over   still I cling   I don't know where else I can go   it's over, it's over, it's over      I know it's over   and it never really began   but in my heart it was so real   and you even spoke to me and said:      "If you're so funny   then why are you on your own tonight?   and if you're so clever   then why are you on your own tonight?   if you're so very entertaining   then why are you on your own tonight?   if you're so very good looking   why do you sleep alone tonight?   I know because tonight is just like any other night   that's why you're on your own tonight   with your triumphs and your charms   while they are in each other's arms"      It's so easy to laugh   it's so easy to hate   it takes strength to be gentle and kind   it's over, over, over      It's so easy to laugh   it's so easy to hate   it takes guts to be gentle and kind   it's over, over, over      Love is natural and real   but not for you, my love   not tonight my love   love is natural and real    but not for such as you and I, my love       Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head   Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head   Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head   Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head   Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head