"Dear diary, Please forgive my melancholy mood, but today I write hoping to find relief from my unquiet thoughts. For some time now I've been heavy with weariness. The doctor suspects a chill of the blood and has given me a bitter medicine which I must take some morning, noon and night. Thus far it has brought me no relief. I make light of these troubles in my letters to Joseph, as he faces his own challenges at sea. But dearest diary, I am so afraid." my love my blessed soul I'm whispering your name from this moment on we'll not be the same I dread to speak these words if forever they'll be heard they'll ache and cause you pain I live a silent dream my hope has turned to dust
with you is where my heart yearns to be once more to see the dawn and embrace the rising sun but now the moment's gone and now the moment's gone and now the moment's gone and now the moment's gone and now the moment's gone my love my shining star I'm pleading with the moon the only one who knows where you are an evil cold and grey makes my body fade away my faith has gone astray I write without a sound my words will never dry they're melting in my tears falling down I'd wish you'd stand ashore be with me forevermore but now the moment's gone and now the moment's gone and now the moment's gone and now the moment's gone and now the moment's gone