Good morning, Ryan...came ringing in
as clear as day or her name sake
Oh that her feelings were as sure
Where now are those artless whispers
That you would be mine forever
But God tests me yet again
withholding her affections from on high
with so cruel a trial as this
of what she said, her lingering absence
her lifeless reasons fashioned fate
This flawless beauty bore destruction
And with it her desired escape
but what you've done to me can't be undone
and not the pain, my love, but your face
imprinted on my heart can't be unmade
and not a thing so easily erased