Texty: Elton John. Reg Dwight's Piano Goes Pop. Lady D'Arbanville.

My Lady D'Arbanville
Why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my pill, yes, you will be my pill

My Lady D'Arbanville
Why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low?

My Lady D'Arbanville
Why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my pill, yes, you will be my pill

My Lady D'Arbanville
You look so cold tonight
Your legs feel like winter
Your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white

My Lady D'Arbanville
Why do you sleep so still?
I'll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my pill, yes, you will be my pill

My Lady D'Arbanville
Why do you grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low?

I love you, my lady
Though in your grave you lie
I'll always be with you
This rose will never die, this rose will never die