In all our hears we hold a special place
For all those who loved us
All of our lovers

Mine is a dark misty place
With a weeping willow in the middle
A swamp around it
To get to this place
You must go by boat

And if you get there safely
You will find a minuscule yard
There are a few mausoleums
And grave stones

And if you cared to notice while you crossed
The swamp hold a few coffins
As you come them all
The names of all those I loved and dates
Are upon the stone or door
The most magnificent one
Is hidden back by the willow tree
My most special heart ace

In this dark mausoleum
Resides all the memories of the one
Who I held close to my heart
His image is locked be hind that black door

For the others who couldn't mesure up to him
There memories are burried
Under the earth untouchable
And those who betraied me
Reside in the swamp srounding this place

As the mist rolls away the graveyard keeper
Bid you a farewell
For when the mist gose he must open the dark mausoleum
And clean
No one can be around while he does
For the memories are to sad and vauge
The dark prince who's stolen away her heart