Whenever I’m feeling blue and cold

as I long for a new person to hold.

I am often fearful and never so bold

often afraid of rejection and scold.

And when someone comes into my life

a lady that brings joy instead of strife.

Instead of ending the search for a wife

a betrayal hits our back like a knife.

Each heartache brings great sorrow

and fears of what my come tomorrow.

The lessons offer us a chance to grow

but still hurts more than they’ll ever know.

I’ll take my sorrows with me to the grave

for I’m frightened and shall never be brave.