Shadows on the bed

[silverwolf1]

I'm not satisfied with the third verse, or with only 3. Opinions?
 
Songs of the dead fill up my head,
as shadows of past lovers fill my bed.
What was felt, was never said,
now leave my eyes in tears and burnin' red.
And I wish, that I were dead,
like the shadow of my lover on my bed.
It'll soon be light, but I'm burnin' night,
My mind fightin' to keep you in its sight.
And what was said was never right,
giving succor to my heartless blight.
And I wish that I were dead,
like my shadow love that once lay on my bed.
Dark shadow of my past lovers on my bed,
'Till night herself is dead,
I'll chase the shadows of my lover in my head,
on our old bed.