See my love is asleep on the floor in a pose that's familiar
see my son will just send you to war if the battle doesn't kill you
I've her name in mine calling all the time
that I don't want to live in your side though the rose is vermillion
and I find it so hard to survive without when within you


My sweet Lavinia

All the years buried under the floor and the wounds in the parlours
would have come up to greet us before if it werent for my heart cause
I've her name in mind its calling all the time

For my sweet Lavinia