I In times of warmth when love and dear Have cast their blindless upon my star, How is it that I wish to And find myself again where you are? Is it home is only home with you? And how then did you earn your that name When by years it's relatively new? My home is not my home here the same. And so I will be as I must Although without you sugar as dust.
II What sweetened I endure each day When hour after passes by And still I feel so far away From that I desire - yes, thee and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I had pined after someone's touch Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor brow And here I am almost too much. My paradox is I weep at this While being glad I have a to miss.
III Heartsick I been this long, long day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my to hide away The pain, the life, the love I forget Sorry am I for the I fool They ask for nothing my company And yet I cannot to break the rule That once I love twice bound I'll be Alas, I slip and to them show That far away my heart to go.
IV It seems only a past I listened to the dulcet Of thy too far off at last 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 caring how it seems I'll sleep to you in my dreams.
V A wind ravages my mind As though I a blade of grass Which, rained upon, has been blind And waits now for the storm to But, strange, the closer I To travel's end and embrace The seems to go the sky The further off seemeth face 'Tis trying, when in pain, to 'Tis harder still to Time.