In Perpetuity

I pity the woman who ends up with me Pity the bramble that grows by the tree And I know in the end that you will leave When you have heard everything you can see I pity the woman who marries for love Two rings carried by the mourning dove Tied for an age that lives on the wane Love is blind anger no one can explain This burning heart Is ashes for your grave This single tear Is all I ever gave I pity the woman who ends up with me I pity the woman in perpetuity