Now you have gone away,
Our home is cold and shrill,
We had nothing left to say.
These rooms are bleak and gray
The time moves slow and still
Our love had gone away.
No smiles for me today,
To speak would make me ill.
We had nothing left to say.
What was it made you stray?
I thought you loved me still
Our love had gone away,
No more time for fun or play,
We fought and fought until
We had nothing left to say.
Oh what sadness and decay
In our home upon the hill:
Now you have gone away,
We had nothing left to say.