Ode to love that never was or will be.

The tears inside of me want to flow like a river
For the want of a lover
That sweet kind of giver.
Seems I have loved, oh loved,
But lost so many times,
Gone are the hearts and flowers
The love songs and sweet rhymes.

My love is lost, oh lost my love
Gone away with years that won't return.
The crying rain says, "It's been in vain."
The wind says, "When will you learn? When will you cease to yearn?"

Well, I guess I should have known
And I guess I should have seen
That it's just like grasping for stars
Just fleeting, hopeless dreams.
But still the love is there,
And sure, lessons have been taught,
But not on how to free
A heart that has been caught.

My love is lost, oh lost my love
Gone away with years that won't return.
The crying rain says, "It's been in vain."
The wind says, "When will year learn? When will you cease to yearn?"

Never cries the wind...
Never, never sobs the rain...
For of all the pain the greatest pain
Is that to love but to love in vain.

My love is lost, oh lost my love.