Sam with the Skeleton Pram
There´s a home
Across the street
Where my son lived
With Mary and me
Now it’s empty
Just like the streaks
Where my tears run
Down my cheeks
How can the sun rise
In this night
All is empty
Why did you leave me?
Light?
Whom must I fight?
To get my loved back
From the night
There goes Sam
In the pouring rain