I’ve had you lost, and then I waste away:
Unending spry & rosy days unmet;
Praying for a second, I’d have you stay…
If I would have you near, I’d kiss your fears away,
But as I long & in my song I deeply forget;
that I’ve had you lost, & now I waste away…
I led my Life from you only to God’s dismay,
& though I know my choice I still love you yet
—I still pray for a second I would have you stay…
I—meekly—meet my demons night & day,
they circle me, to whisper despair as I fret,
that I’ve had you lost, & now I waste away…
My Love, you had the sinister times betray,
the dawn of our meeting to a vile sunset,
That no praying of me can fate you to stay…
My Little Love, I never should’ve gone astray,
I never should’ve left,… never should’ve let,
The days to rend you lost, as I would waste away,
I pray each second, for a second, I’d have you stay…
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