The sunlight looks for shadows to compare.
But darkness finds you hidden and shade free.
The darkness finds you far away from me.
Yet still I taste the scent of nightshade air.
I thought, my love, I held you kind and fair.
I thought, my love, that you loved me truly.
I thought, my love, that you and I were we.
There were no secrets for us not to share.
It was too close for us to be, lover.
I see that now in all my solitude.
It was destined that we two should depart.
It was destined you be Eden’s flower.
I see that now as I hum a sad etude.
It’s life for me, and hell for you, sweetheart.