Wither lyrics

Rest your weary eyes, my love Don't you linger in the wake The suffering will be over soon Oh, let death come take us away Now dead leaves outside are falling As the winds come sweeping in Winter's eve comes crawling To lay our fading hearts to rest In the dust of the dying light I saw your face for the last time And in the cold of this empty room I see your dying hands in mine Nightfall blackens my withering vision I saw your eyes turn to grey In the dust of the dying light I saw your face for the last time And in the cold of this empty room I see your dying hands in mine Dead leaves outside are falling... Winter's eve comes crawling...