Song of the Lonely

How like most nights this one is cold
On this lonely isle where few dare go
Alone I drift upon the tide
Surrendered to my loveless plight
And, oh, your soul's alight

Strange, sir, to meet you here
You don't see me but I draw near
You've come to this place knowing your fate
Wish you'd leave here before it's too late
Clouds part, shine light on your features
So young, so tender it hurts
Your face, your frame, your hair
Like his but it's your scent on the air

Oh, your face, so like his
Fall to me, oh
This embrace not long shall live
Fall to me, oh

Long night, bitter cold
I will bring you into the fold
Give you warmth and a love that is bold
I will spare you from growing old
Exhale, tell me her name
"She waits for you" I say
In your eyes, thanks and blame
Angel, reaper: one and the same

Oh, this youth, so warm, so fine
When he breathes no more we'll be no more
Yet the breath stolen is mine
When he breathes no more, we'll be

I was once like him
Broken-hearted, seeking sin
I found it, pulled too deep
Not trapped, unbound, unwilling to flee
I had a love where death us parted
And now my heart is coldly guarded
Without my love, I fell to this
I can't leave here now I've started

I want to go where the sun slips into the sea
I want to be there with you, melt into you
This isn't love and it's not mercy
Take him from me
Oh, let me break free, end me
I'm weary of me

I'm weary of me
How like most nights this one is cold
Strange, sir, to meet you here