So it really is No!
Fought have I, to save the day,
Rose to meet adventures new.
Calmly I now stand and stare,
Watching tears flooding out of you.
Why has life begun to stink,
And am I destined to sleep alone?
Could the hope prove full of virtue,
And will my heart yet find it's home?
The days of holding out for love,
Seem fated to always be so cold.
Oh for how I'd change my fortune,
To be loved by you before I'm old.
I stand before you as if pleading,
My eyes still wet my heart is bleeding.