[Verse 1]
             
  When sadness

            
 fills your he


art
            
  And sorrow h

              
ides the longi

            
ng to be free
             
  When things 

            
go wrong with 

       
each day
            
  You fix your

              
 mind to 'scap

       
e your misery


[Chorus]
     
Your troubled 

young life
             
Had made you t

urn
          
To the needle 

   
of death


[Verse 2]
             
  How strange,

            
 your happy wo


rds
            
  Have ceased 

              
to bring a smi

             
le from everyo

   
ne
             
  How tears ha

            
ve filled the 

  
eyes
            
  Of friends t

              
hat you once w

      
alked among


[Chorus]
     
Your troubled 

young life
             
Had made you t

urn
          
To the needle 

   
of death


[Verse 2]
             
  One grain of

            
 pure white sn


ow
            
  Dissolved in

              
 blood spread 

              
quickly to you

     
r brain
             
In peace your 

          
mind withdraws
            
  Your death s

              
o near your so

              
ul can't feel 

   
no pain


[Chorus]
     
Your troubled 

young life
             
Had made you t

urn
          
To the needle 

   
of death


[Verse 3]
             
  Your mother 

         
stands a'cryin

'
            
  While to the

              
 earth your bo

             
dy's slowly ca

  
st
             
  Your father 

         
stands in sile

nce
            
  Caressing ev

              
ery young drea

         
m of the past


[Chorus]
     
And your troub

led young life
             
Had made you t

urn
          
To the needle 

   
of death


[Verse 4]
             
  Through ages

        
, man's desire

s
            
  To free his 

              
mind, to relea

             
ve his very so

  
ul
             
  Has proved t

          
o all who live
            
  That death i

              
tself is freed

       
om for evermor

e


[Chorus]
     
And your troub

led young life
             
Had made you t

urn
          
To the needle 

   
of death


[Outro]
     
And your troub

led young life
             
Had made you t

urn
          
To the needle 

   
of death