My lady love lives far away,
and oh my heart is sad by day,
And ah my tears fall fast by night,
what may I do in such a plight.
Miles between us will not separate
If, after all, you still will doubt and fear me,
And think this heart to other loves will stray,
If I must swear, then, lovely doubter, hear me;
By every dream I have when you are away,
I'm forever hiding in secrecy
the feelings lurking inside of my head.
For if they knew, no-one would let me be
the person I want to be.
If I said that they would accept me, I'd be lying.