I refuse to suffer more
Like a broken heart comforted
Like a lost boat which longs for the shore
Tears stop by my eyelids begging to burst
And I hold onto myself hoping I am no more
For all my days have been starless nights
With nothing to look upon my breath goes by
Wishing I be dead by now rather jostling in this cobweb of misery
But I live on, still in hope of my Bright Star
Bright Star to which I have laid my hope
Who will rescue me and take me from the depths I am in
For it is his beauty that enchants my soul
And makes me believe there are tears no more
Like a broken heart comforted
Like a lost boat which longs for the shore
Tears stop by my eyelids begging to burst
And I hold onto myself hoping I am no more
For all my days have been starless nights
With nothing to look upon my breath goes by
Wishing I be dead by now rather jostling in this cobweb of misery
But I live on, still in hope of my Bright Star
Bright Star to which I have laid my hope
Who will rescue me and take me from the depths I am in
For it is his beauty that enchants my soul
And makes me believe there are tears no more
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