Will I never see again. The smiling faces of my friends. Could it be theyâ€™ve gone completely. And though thoughts will linger. Sweetly in my heart. May I hear once more. The bird calls my name. May I be permitted just one friend. To share my game. The one who doesnâ€™t give a damn. For what I seem to be. And really cares for what I am and. Whatâ€™s within my heart. I believe the sun will shine. And I know that given time. The leaves will blow tumble and. Cry upon the autumn stone below. And my heart grows tired each day. As the sun grow cold. Weary uninspired each day. Til the story is told. You gave your love to one. Who only wants. What you seem to be. And doesnâ€™t really care for you or. Whatâ€™s within your heart. On my grave lay one black rose. Do this for me but donâ€™t suppose. Because Iâ€™m gone my soul is dead. For Iâ€™ll be here in spirit. And our love once more. There must be a heart somewhere. In need of the love I have. That will reach out in sincerety and. Take my life in hand. Then Iâ€™ll know itâ€™s not some one. Who wants just what I seem to be. The one who cares. For what I am and. Whatâ€™s within my heart. Whatâ€™s within my heart .... .