Starting over

Starting over I long for you

And the way things were before

But, I know that you love me, too

And I could not ask for more.

No more wear I your silver ring

Nor even the first you gave to me

No more have I of your heart to sing

I gave that back inconsolably

And damaged as it was by my hand

Beaten and battered and bitten with frost

I will e’er roam ‘cross all of the land

If I might find that which I have lost.

Once again I come in earnest to you

Praying that you will take me back

Once and for all it's your name I come to

Whenever I think of what I most lack.

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