Always In Vain

Many a day I’ve wished, through the futility of time, That love’s immortality would come one day to be mine, But each day that I’ve wished brings ever the same, For each day that I’ve wished has ended in vain! O’ for a love everlasting, O’ for its heavenly grace, Yet each day always begins with a vacant embrace; I’ve wished and I’ve wished, but resultantly the same, Comes darker the day, for it has ended in vain! Alone each day I remain, for nothing comes to redeem, Tho’ each tomorrow is kept by an amorous dream, But as each day dawns, the night falls ever the same, For each day that I’ve wished has ended in vain! O’ in the firmament of love I am never to stand, As inevitably thus my fate seems to demand, Yet onward I wish through the darkness of pain While seeking the day that has not ended in vain! O’ for one true love, O’ for a love immortal of mine, Then this I’d grace with each moment through time, And then I’d wish no more for that everlasting flame, Which has brought each day that has ended in vain! Upon many a day I’ve wished for just one love to keep, I’ve wished each night for this that haunts me in sleep; O’ I’ve wished for the love that will lighten my bane Of seeing each day that has ended in vain!