John Dunblane Annie Painter they were true lovers to the end. They grew up together in the streets where no one is your friend. They mixed their heart's blood together they swore they'd always be true. When Annie left for the summer she said for now but never adieu. I'd give my life to be with you. Some will die for fortune some will die for pleasure. But only lovers die for love. The summer turned into winter but Annie Painter never came. A cold wind blew through the dark town. And it chilled the heart of John Dunblane. He took the road to every city he sailed to every port of call. He hung his head as tears were falling he scratched his message on the wall. I'd give my life to be with you. Some will die for fortune some will die for pleasure. But only lovers die for love. He was broken he was crazy his face was old and cracked with tears. He was dying of the seasons that shook his frame for thirteen years. As he lay sickening by the roadside a voice came drifting through the air. It was the voice of Annie Painter she sang a song sweet and clear. I'd give my life to be with you. He went running through the city he searched for day after day. When he found her she was dying and all for love of John Dunblane. She said "Forgive my cruel father. He tried to keep me away.. And don't despair for my dying for this is our wedding day.". I'd give my life to be with you. Some will die for fortune some will die for pleasure. But only lovers die for love. Only lovers die for love