Why does love always end in pain?
There's not the capacity in the human brain
To understand where death might lead
All we know is the human need

To speak, to touch and to feel
Anything to make it real
But death is beyond what we understand
To feel the coldness in a loved one's hand

I know only too well the pain
When a special person has died in vain
What can we do but carry on
Pretending that nothing important has gone​

But I guess that to be human is to feel pain
It happens again and again
What can we do but carry on
Until the human race is gone