Everyday, I mourn.
The birds still sing and yet, I don't hear them.
Lost inside my head with thoughts of you from dusk until dawn.
My heart bleeding from its stem.

Everyday, I weep.
Tormented by the memories of your fine face.
My love for you runs deep.
Thoughts of you are like a warm embrace.

Lifts my spirits when I am sad and alone.
Makes my heart sing and dance.
Until I am reminded, you don't love me and your heart is stone.
This is just another unrequited romance.

I go back to mourning for you and me.
I mourn a love that never was.
A love that will never be.
I mourn the girl I was, before we ever laid eyes.