It's midnight, three years in the past
After all this time I managed to last
I lost my love that night
It was raining upon us, but it didn't matter
I can never forget this, so I wrote this letter

Standing under a street light
Holding the one you love for the last time
It was dark, the sky was black
That love was mine
But I can not get her back

As I gazed into her eyes
Her spirit had fled
Here, my love lies
After that night, is dead

In the graveyard, crying over her bed
The rain took over me
Now, when she is dead
I can not see

As I look up to the sky
Angels are taking here away
And until the day I die
I will suffer every day
Sjóðbullandi Sexy! Er dom í svefnherbergi Vefstjóra.