"Sorrow My Companion"
My heart cries out in constant sorrow.
Will there ever be a new tomorrow.
Will she ever choose him to forsake.
This pain drives a wound through my heart,
as if with a stake.
Some hearts grow so selfish and cold.
They get uncomfortable and find it,
so easily fold.
She is here, will there be enough for her to hold.
All I ever wanted with her was to grow old.
How far will you go how much will you give.
A heart torn between two is no way to live.
My heart cries out in constant sorrow.
Will there ever be a new tomorrow.
Will she ever choose him to forsake.
This pain drives a wound through my heart,
as if with a stake.
Some hearts grow so selfish and cold.
They get uncomfortable and find it,
so easily fold.
She is here, will there be enough for her to hold.
All I ever wanted with her was to grow old.
How far will you go how much will you give.
A heart torn between two is no way to live.
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