My soul sought thee whom I loveth,
and whom loveth me not,
in my bed at night, I cried, I hoped, I waited
but in vain I found thee not.
**My soul wept for a love that was suppose to be mine,
I prayed, I pleaded, I dreamed
but in vain I found love not.
Then my soul doth slumber in pain and despair,
because my misery was too much to bear.
**Consumed with grief and hopelessness,
lost and alone i sought to end my stress.
Then I finally had my kill,
and succumbed to my fate and will.
**And died in love and in vain,
before the love of my life finally came.
By my grave, wept for me
and a love that should be.
**But if only I knew all this time,
he felt the same but couldn’t be mine.
His hands were tied to another’s woe,
and loveth not the life he show.
Oh in life I found love not
but in death I was free at last.
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