So many years that we were one 
So many things we've done 
The memories alive 
But most of me has died 

As I [bad word] with events 
I'm offered words of strength 
They do [bad word] 
The passion we possessed 

People tell me what to do 
Tell me how I should get through
But they haven't got a clue 
No-one [bad word] close to you 

I see your eyes before they closed 
They looked right inside my soul 
And they asked me not to grieve 
I tried but still I bleed

I wake up, I break up
I try hard to shake off 
The desolation as it grows
As nothing [bad word] close 

And as I stand here by the grave 
And the wind calls out your name 
I know that time could never heal 
The emptiness I feel 

People try to give me hope 
Tell me that I should let go 
But they'll never really know 
'Cause there's nothing [bad word] close 

People tell me what to do 
Yell me how I should get through 
But they haven't got a clue 
No-one [bad word] close to you