Leftover love

 Mother, O, mother in heaven above

tell me the story of leftover love

 

Of all those relations

Wich came rash to an end

‘Cause we thought that our time

elsewhere better was spend.

 

Of children who died

long for their time

So all the leftover  love

became like scaled leftover wine

 

Mother, oh mother in heaven above

tell me the story of leftover love

 

Of the souls long forgotten

Of the love unspoken by shame

Of chances thrown in the alley to rotten

Or all loves who were born with no name

 

Mother, o, mother in heaven above

I still carry in me for you so much leftover love