Alone, In Thought lyrics

Here I am in my cell

For the love of a woman

A tale difficult to tell

With many a bad omen

She loves me as I love her

But now it's far too late

A marriage did previously occur

She is another's mate

There's room to feel folly

Multiple cries of woe

Days of mistletoe and holly

No longer do we know

Too late smart, I guess

He makes her very mad

Often I hear her call of duress

Why are we so sad

Perhaps in another time

Wrongs may become right

Moments sweetly sublime

This cooling cloak of moonlight