I Would Have Brought You Fire

I would have brought you fire for those nights When you were cold and lonely and in doubt. I would have brought you laughter for your tears And given you new dreams to dream about.

But look away, your eyes are much too bright, And sorrow has lent beauty to your face, And should I cast aside this cloak of years And live forever after in disgrace-- It is an old temptation sprung anew, Yet must not be. Ah, look at me and you shall see I am, my love, as miserable as you!