Tears, they are made for sorrow
But sorrow is subconscious hope
So, no tears now, my soul, be resolute
There are no illusions with which to grope

She is gone forever and happy
Should you not rejoice in her youthfulness
When she was here you were quite aware
Sorrow tinged every moment of bliss

But she is gone now; be gone sorrow
Let not hope ever stir your soul
Tears can never bring the recompense
That can end you and make you whole

Steel, it is firm and unmoving
Like the heart of the one for whom you care
Steel yourself and be unmoving
Prove to her that you loved not in err