I In times of warmth love and comfort dear Have their blindless light upon my star, How is it that I wish to And find myself again back where you Is it that is only home with you? And how then did you earn your house that judged by years it's relatively new? My home is not my home just the same. And so I be happy as I must Although without you sugar as dust.
II What sweetened torture I each day When after hour passes by And still I feel so far away From which I desire - yes, thee and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I never had pined someone's touch Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor brow And I am missing almost too much. My is that I weep at this being glad I have a love to miss.
III Heartsick have I this long, long day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my best to away The pain, the life, the love I can't am I for the ones I fool They ask for nothing save my And yet I seem to break the rule That sayeth I love twice bound I'll be Alas, I often slip and to show That far away my desires to go.
IV It seems only a past I listened to the dulcet Of thy too far off voice at But now I myself alone Yet, my closed, I am not so For my fingertips I feel flesh, caressing slow, And hold thy between my lips Past how forlorn it seems I'll sleep to you in my dreams.
V A wind ravages my mind As though I were a blade of Which, rained upon, has been made And waits now for the storm to But, strange, the cometh I To travel's end and embrace The darker to go the sky The further off seemeth your 'Tis trying, when in pain, to 'Tis harder still to Time.