I've lost the joy that used to meet your smile, <br />And found without its light my life now feels <br />That I have squandered love; It takes a while <br />Before faith's misconception hurts as real. <br />In emptiness your voice leaves sounds untouched: <br />The tones and melodies of brighter days. <br />If I had only known I loved you this much, <br />I'd not have lost the sun for darker ways. <br />What secrets lie beneath your absent voice, <br />That fear would bar your music soft from me? <br />I can not bear this hurt, but have no choice; <br />The dream I dared not dream means such to me.
