Cursed with sorrow, pain, and woe full of feeling I can't show
Hopeless love, what else for me, is this my destiny?
At night, I toss and wonder why I must live, while others die
The grave would be escape for me, from this my destiny
I know God surely made for every man somewhere a maid
Someone stole my love from me, is this my destiny?
At night, I toss and wonder why I must live, while others die
The grave would be escape for me, from this my destiny
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