Track byThomas Hampson
And in my twisted face, there's not the slightest trace Of anything that even hints at kindness. And from my tortured shape, no comfort, no escape. I see, but deep within is utter blindness. Hopeless as my dream dies, as the time flies, love a lost illusion. Helpless, unforgiven, cold and driven to this sad conclusion. No beauty could move me, no goodness improve me. No power on earth, if I can't love her. No passion could reach me, no lesson could teach me How I could have loved her and make her love me, too. If I can't love her, then who? Long ago I should have seen all the things I could have been. Careless and unthinking, I moved onward! No pain could be deeper, no life could be cheaper. No point anymore, if I can't love her! No spirit could win me, no hope left within me, Hope I could have loved her and that she'd set me free! But it's not to be. If I can't love her, let the world be done with me.