Died For Love

John Dunblane, Annie Painter, they were true lovers to

the end

They grew up together in the streets where no one is

your friend

They mixed their heart's blood together, they swore

they'd always be true

When Annie left for the summer, she said for now but

never adieu

I'd give my life to be with you

Some will die for fortune, some will die for pleasure

But only lovers die for love

The summer turned into winter but Annie Painter never

came

A cold wind blew through the dark town

And it chilled the heart of John Dunblane

He took the road to every city, he sailed to every port

of call

He hung his head as tears were falling, he scratched

his message on the wall

I'd give my life to be with you

Some will die for fortune, some will die for pleasure

But only lovers die for love

He was broken, he was crazy, his face was old and

cracked with tears

He was dying of the seasons that shook his frame for

thirteen years

As he lay sickening by the roadside, a voice came

drifting through the air

It was the voice of Annie Painter, she sang a song

sweet and clear

I'd give my life to be with you

He went running through the city, he searched for day

after day

When he found her she was dying, and all for love of

John Dunblane

She said "Forgive my cruel father. He tried to keep me

away.

And don't despair for my dying, for this is our wedding

day."

I'd give my life to be with you

Some will die for fortune, some will die for pleasure

But only lovers die for love

Only lovers die for love