How many times I've walked these shadows?
How many times I've fought these wars?
Never realy conscious of where I'm going,
can't guarantee i'll be back once more.
For every memory I wish to lose,
there's a special person I wish to please.
But with all the wrong paths I choose,
her pure and innocent heart is beyond my reach.
I yearn for her voice,
I melt under her touch.
Her hair dances like snow in the air,
and I'm simply not good enough.
She's married now,
she's beyond my reach.
She has knowledge of plenty,
and always willing to teach.
But what's forever, hidden from her sight,
is my heart I must fight,
to be sure she's happy for life.
For all of love, I have but not,
and other reason to be left to rot.
For the sins I've committed, the consequence is this,
I am to watch her be happy in the arms of him.