"But if it must not cannot be / Then it must be all right with me / I am a little slow but you see / I learn"..
waxing waning waiting
I see her friends do not trust me anymore
First I lost the battle then I lost the war
Very well then if I must let my love go
I must but how to bear this I will never know...
Angel please come back to me
Harbinger of destiny
Muse of my every ecstasy
Return
But if it must not cannot be
Then it must be all right with me
I am a little slow but you see
I learn
I see the moon out my lonely window
And look up to you as I wait below...