Where do we wander, in which veiled lane?
No haven found, no home to retain.
Lost in desire's echoing hall,
Our passion's plea, unheard by all.
No story ours, no tale to claim.
A stranger's face, within my sight,
Aching sorrow, day and night.
A stranger's face, within my sight,
Aching sorrow, day and night.
What longing wakes, this strange desire?
Yet to confide, we must retire.
Where do we wander, in which veiled lane?
No haven found, no home to retain.
Each moment aches, a shadowed haze,
A spell descends in silent maze.
Each moment aches, a shadowed haze,
A spell descends in silent maze.
Why fear the dance, the drunken sway?
The mad heart's truth, it can't convey.
Where do we wander, in which veiled lane?
No haven found, no home to retain.
No home to claim, no haven near,
No haven found, to quell this fear.
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