The days are long,
The night's longer still.
Though I'm wronged,
I give freely my pitiful will.
y hurtful lungs drown in darkest rivers;
Cold droplets tearing my saddened face.
Now I know and I shiver
To die a horrible place.
No singing birds,
No summer's breeze.
Only mine broken heart does know
All else in life has ceased.
A mere word from you for me to embrace?
Oh how your arms dangle loose from me -
Wrapped around another in my place,
They crush the life from me!
But I will wait for you....again.
Though I fall, I know the fall.
A foolish heart hangs like a picture painted
Beyond the door - on the wall.