There was a boy, a bitter boy
Who's golden heart, I saw gleaming
I thought I'd win the heart within
But now I know that I was dreaming.

But I will rise and I will sing
Until I know, I can't conceal it
Because I hold the saddest song
I wish to God I cannot feel it

And then the boy, the bitter boy
He came to me, for rest and healing
He reached in his chest, deep in his breast
And held out the heart for me still gleaming.

But I will rise and I will sing
Until I know, I can't conceal it
Because I hold the saddest song
I wish to God I cannot feel it

And then the boy, me and the boy
We walked for miles through stormy weather
And hand in hand, we roamed the land
And held the gleaming heart together.

But I will rise and I will sing
Until I know, I can't conceal it
Because I hold the saddest song
I wish to God I cannot feel it

Then the boy, the bitter boy
He came to take the gleaming treasure
He reached in my chest, deep in my breast
And took the gleaming heart forever

But I will rise and I will sing
Until the day, I can't conceal it
And then I'll sing the saddest song
And wish to God he cannot hear it
And then I'll sing the saddest song
I wish to God he cannot hear it