Mary Winterroth - Walking Over My Grave

Tell no one, my dear
Make sure no one hears
Said the man I thought I loved
Bring your jewels and your veil
Down the old forest trail
When the moon is high above

Drawing up my hood
I, shivering, stood
And felt someone walking over my grave

The lantern burned low
But still my heart glowed
Till I heard the sound of my name
A shadow, a flair
And then he was there
And he smiled at me as he came

And the fall of his boot
On the twisted old root
Felt like someone walking over my grave

And the moonlight that shone
On the knife in his hand
Was as bright as the jewels in my case
And the feel of that knife
As it slid through my heart
Was as cold as the look on this face

And the gown now is red
I had worn to be wed
And my love is walking over my grave

Now the roots of the tree
Are my lone company
And the earth is as cold as the night
And the folk of the town
Take the long way round
For fear of the lady in white

You've seen me in the glade
You think I'm a shade
But remember, you're walking over my grave

You think you're alone
But you're here with my bones
So step softly, you're walking over my grave
So step softly, you're walking over my grave

Written by:
Loretta Vasile, Mary Vasile

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