Each time I see you I wish that you were mine
Someone else is fortunate, this I know
To have you and to call you his

My ambitious mind in mockery does aspire
That I were he, enjoying the sweet things
That only you can give
But God blesses only the good
The unfortunate like me
Live and die in agony

Inviting One, speak not the sweet words that you do
Offer no longer your polite smile
For my heart cannot appreciate
That behind it all lies mere courtesy
No, it cries, she cares for me
Oh, that fantasy could become reality!
Such a dream come through would be too heavenly

If someday you e’er should be lonely
And need a friend to share your burdens
I’ll be waiting to offer my longing arms
Until that moment I’ll hope and pray
That God will bless you today and everyday.