So much I have yet to say
but time is short,
and I cannot stay.
So much I have left to do
If I can't do it all,
forgive me, won't you?
.....
The world's a maddening crowd,
and I'm searching for your face
A face I've never seen before,
that which sands of memory couldn't erase
And since time immemorial,
as long as I've been
Your face was all that stood out clear,
and that is all I've seen
.....
In the darkest of nights, amidst wretchedness and misery
your voice rings out so clear;
In the brightest of mornings, with dewy sunshine
I feel your love as if you were here.
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