If thine love were mine to cherish..
If thine heart were meant for me..
Without one the other perish..
For two hearts are truly free..
From whence thou came.. mine heart knows the madness.
Lonely seas of blue and gray..
For in the same.. mine heart shares the sadness..
A life replete of lonely stay..
Sail away for mines the blame..
knowledge costs of friendships pain..
A love so dear and full of hope..
Realized not.. for lack of scope..
Loving thee it was mine ardor.
Though short it was and sadly so..
Happiness is his great honor..
For thine heart is his.. this.. i know..
