Can I write of love and what loves means
yet feel nothing of love in my heart?
always alone, thinking that maybe today
I'll write of true love and take part.
But love is lost and will never find me again
my sins have destroyed the path home
I have wandered far from all that's good
always I'm asked to atone.
So I am never free to search for love
for love knows the places I've been
and if I call her name and beg for more
my memories just return in my dreams.
For once I loved such a very true love
her beauty was all I could see
but foolishly I played with love…
now loveless is all I will be.
So can I write of love and what love means
or write simply of all I have lost?
for I am alone here in my home…
and my words just reflect the true cost!
