I put lilacs on your grave today,
You used to love that lilac scent.
I put lilacs on your grave today,
And home I went.

What do I do
With the rest of my life?
Living's become such a strain now.
What do I do
With the rest of my life?
How can I cope with the pain now?

Others say that it takes time,
And though this may be true,
Those who say that it takes time
Were never loved by you.

What will I do
With the rest of my life?
How am I going to bear it?
What will I do
With the rest of my life
Knowing  that you cannot share it?

To feel once again
Your warm loving gaze---
What will I do,
Oh, what will I do
With the rest of my days?
 

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