Heartache
In your sweet eyes I am but a shadow
You seek me not for I do not exist
For there are fairer birds in the meadow
Which all you have seen and softly kisst
You look around but my face you ignore
Is it that dull, that dissatisfying?
You like me not, but why, whatever for?
Yet, no hope, no need for further trying
You are way to high and I way to low
Daydreaming and fancies I must decline
It will never happen, I truly know
It's common sense, you'll never be mine
Out of my reach you will always be
Sorrowful heart he was not meant for me