Paul Gordon
Farewell, Good Angel
ROCHESTER
Is this how you would leave me?
In ruin and despair?
My hope is quenched, my life is lost
Laid waste beyond repair
I was wrong when I deceived you
But there was no other way
Your character won't let you
Live the lie mine must obey!
And I don't mean to claim
That honour has been served
But why must I have eyes
To see you're not there?
Why must I take one more breath?
Let lightening strike
That's not the worst
Now that you've shattered my soul
I die accursed!
So farewell, good angel
Another day is done
I wrapped my life around you
And for a time, two fused as one
And God should strike me down
If you are truly gone
But why must I have eyes
To see you're not there?
Why must I take one more breath?
Let lightning strike
That's not the worst
I'd rather burn in Hell
Damning my soul to dwell
Lost in my pain
Than to live here on earth
Without my Jane!