Oh where...

Oh, where, is my lamp that shined my path?
Through each day from beginning to last.
Oh, Where is the light that shined above?
Through all the things that I onced loved.
Oh, where, oh Where is my sweet love?
The only thing that held me above.
Now what do I do without the things I love?
They stayed from me like the clouds above.
Now what do I do with a heart full of blood?
Torn out of my chest with just one word.
Now what do I do with a heart with out love?
I guess wait for my lonely dove...