Oh, do you love me?
Oh, if I were dying
would you hold me in your arms
and rock me to sleep
while my life ebbs away.
Oh, would you come
and wipe the blood
from my dying hand.
would you ever
shed a tear for me?
Oh, or do you count me
as the dust that blows along the ground
that is here and is then carried away.
Am I nothing to you?
Oh, am I nothing to you?
Oh, is my love for you
like an echo
that is carried away by the wind?
Oh, won't you come into my arms
my loving arms
and let me hold you
like a precious child
that I love
beyond all the things
that exist upon the earth.
Oh, I would die for you
times without number.
And oh, the countless times
I have died in my heart.
Oh, my precious angel
let not my love be in vein.
Nor let an icy cold wind
blow across a loveless grave
for all time evermore.
Oh my dear love
don't you know
it is your love that causes
this heart to beat
and blood through my body flow.