They look down on me with disdain,
They think me unable to love.
But mine for you will never wane,
As does the moon above;
I've got to escape despair
Caus'd by my longing for thee
And my feelings still to bare.
But why can't it be?

Thy sweet smile can't be forgotten
Nor can thy loyal looking eyes.
By my tears the ground's now sodden
And there my pride now lies;
Here I stand in full disgrace
Waiting for you to free me
By a warmhearted embrace.
But why can't it be?