I knew a person, of sweet persuasion
Her voice was a lullaby to me
Her hair was as dark as the night
Her eyes barren of the sign of light
I knew that she was openly trying
To be fine, but she couldn’t see the lines
But she glowed with heavenly beauty
Even when she was sad and dreary
When rivers ran down her cheeks
She had emotions so true
That pained her even when helped
She was the one I couldn’t help