to take the pleasure that you've given me
and return it to you in the 'morrow
could never be enough to slake your dieing thirst
you would only be filled with more sorrow

my lady, my love, what is aching you?
I cannot find the answers that you're yearning
is it something very dear that I've forgotten about?
then of this, I need to be learning

no longer are the days when I see you smile
your face is cast aside or below you
you only walk through life with a painful air
seems as hopin' that soon all will be through

oh please don't give up, I'm begging of you
don't throw it all away that we have given
can you hold onto me just for another day?
perhaps my dreary life will be worth living

I met you on the day of the old town fair
brilliant flowers drank in the morning sun
we danced with our eyes and you held me close
I felt, at last, that my life had begun

and now you act like it all was a dream
but not the one of which you were hoping
you're once again travelin' down that lonesome road
as I stay here alone, barely coping

might we right our ship, and once more sail away?
side by side through smooth and stormy seas
and always share the love to protect ourselves
may it ever carry where we long to be