If only I could change the early years
And live again the day we fell in love,
I would undo the causes of your tears
And be your light, like all the stars above.
If only you could hear my verses sung,
You'd understand the love I have for you.
I rue the thoughtless words that others flung,
For they had made your joyful days turn blue.
If only you could read my mournful heart,
I'm certain you would feel the pain I hold.
A pain that lingers now and won't depart
Until the day my blood is running cold.
In these declining years, what I will do
Is love you even more than when we wed.
I'll treasure all the moments I'm with you
As I recite the words my pen has bled.