Carline, oh Caroline.
My darling, My dear,
Can you not hear my calls?
Please don't cry my love.
Has the silence killed you yet?
My sweet, sweet, Caroline?
Have you softly fallen?
Please...Please don't cry....
It must be lonely there,
in your bed. Your Resting place.
Don't cry my love, it's ok.
I'll join you soon.
As the years pass by,
It's as if the leaves fall.
Silently.... You rot away.
Please my love, Don't Cry.
I hear your voice,
it whispers my name in the wind.
Your tears shower down on me....
Whenever the clouds rain down.
It must be cold,
Must be damp
In the dark bed of yours....
My sweet...sweet Caroline.
As yo