If I Can't Love Her

And in my twisted face
 There's not the slightest trace
 Of anything that even hints of 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 love her and made 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.