I In times of when love and comfort dear Have cast their light upon my star, How is it I wish to disappear And find myself back where you are? Is it that home is only home you? And how then did you your house that name When by years it's relatively new? My is not my home here just the same. And so I will be happy as I Although you sugar tastes as dust.
II What sweetened I endure each day hour after hour passes by And still I so very far away From which I desire - yes, thee and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I never had pined after someone's Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor brow And here I am almost too much. My paradox is that I weep at While being I have a love to miss.
III Heartsick have I been long, long day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my best to hide The pain, the life, the love I forget am I for the ones I fool They ask for nothing my company And yet I cannot seem to the rule That sayeth once I love twice bound be Alas, I often and to them show That far away my heart to go.
IV It seems a moment 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 underneath my I feel your flesh, slow, And hold thy tongue between my caring how forlorn it seems I'll sleep to you in my dreams.
V A wind ravages my mind As I were a blade of grass Which, rained upon, has been made And waits now for the storm to But, strange, the cometh I To end and your embrace The seems to go the sky The further off your face 'Tis trying, when in pain, to 'Tis harder to measure Time.