I like it    I don't like it

we met in the springtime
when blossoms unfold
the pastures were green
and meadows were gold

our love was in flower as summer grew on
a love, like the leaves, has withered and gone
the roses have faded, there's frost at my door
the birds in the morning don't sing anymore

the grass in the valley has started to die
out in the darkness the whippets will cry

alone and forsaken
oh lord, if you hear me, then hold to my hand
oh, please understand

where has she gone to?
oh, where can she be?
she may have forsaken some other like me
she promised to honor, to love and obey
each vow was a plaything that she threw away

the darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray
a hound in the distance is starting to bay

I wonder, I wonder
what she's thinking of
forsaken, forgotten
without any love

alone and forsaken, by fate and by man
oh lord, if you hear me, then hold to my hand
oh, please understand
oh, please understand