And in my twisted face

There's not the slightest trace

Of anything that even hints at kindness

And from my tortured shape

No comfort, no escape

I see, but deep within is utter blindness

Hopeless

As my dream dies

As the time flies

Love a lost illusion

Helpless

Unforgiven

Cold and driven

To this sad conclusion

No beauty could move me

No goodness improve me

No power on earth, if I can't love her

No passion could reach me

No lesson could teach me

How I could have loved her and make her love me too

If I can't love her then who?

Long ago I should have seen

All the thing I could have been

Careless and unthinking I moved onward

No pain could be deeper

No life could be cheaper

No point anymore if I can't love her

No spirit could win me

No hope left within me

Hope I could have loved her and that she'd set me free

But it's not to be

If I can't have her

Let the world be done with me