Image of Hell
words and music by Cat Stevens
Transcribed by Dave Booher
You left me weary nothing but a shell
You left me weary nothing but a shell
This feeling you left me is the Image of Hell
I thought that you loved me, but then I never could tell
I thought that you loved me, but then I never could tell
this feeling you left me is the Image of Hell
If you love me like you said that you did
Oh then darlin' you couldn't have done the things that you did
You walk by my door but you don't ring my bell
You walk by my door but you don't ring my bell
This feeling you left me is the Image of Hell.