This gray sky
   Is good for cryin'
   These November gray woods
   Open to the fields
   I came out here
   In the cold
   For my poor heart
   Has turned to frost
  
   I don't understand
   What you just told me
   What is all this about
   About just being friends
   It's a lousy lie
   And a far cry
   >From what goes on
   Between you and me
  
   Pain, in pain
   I'm in pain
  
   You held me close to you
   I didn't tell you what to do
   We were burnin', burnin'
   Burnin', burnin'
   You made love to me
   We were cryin', we were flyin'
   We were dyin' in these fields
   We'd come out here in the soft nights
   I was sunburned under you
  
   Pain, in pain
   I'm in pain
  
   So you want me to say
   Do you want me to say, you want me to say
   Say that I don't love you
   Do you want me to smile, try, lie
   And look away
   How far away all the stars seem
   And that gypsy moon
   Cries, "You're a fool"