Sarah Mclachlan

Mary walks
Down to the waters edge
And there she hangs her head
To find herself faded
A shadow of what she once was
She said how long have I been sleeping
And why do I feel so old
Why do I feel so cold
My heart is saying one thing but my body wont let go
With trembling hands she reaches up
A strangers flesh is offered
And I would be the last to know
I would be the last the let it show
I would be the last to go