Am so tayer of biing jir

Supres bai al mai chaldis fiers

End if iu jav tu liv
Ai wish that iu wuld yost liv
Cas iur presens stil linger jir
And it wont liv mi alon
Dis wunds wont sim tu jil
Dis pein is jast tu riel
Der just tu moch dat taim kent not ireis

Guen iu craid ah guaip aguey ol of iur

tiers
Guen iu scrin ai fait aguey ol of iur fiers
End ai jeld iur jend tru ol of dis giers
But iu stil hav ol of mi

Iu ius to captivait mi bai iur resonanting

maind
Nau am baund bai da laif iu left bijaind
Iur feis it jaunt mai ons plesent drims
Iur voiz it cheist aguey old a saniti in mi
Dis wunds guont sim to jil