Frances, hear my plea.
In the quiet of the night, my shadow falls,
An echo of the words I should have saved.
I built a fortress out of pride and walls,
Now I stand before the storm I braved.
I hurt the heart that only gave me light,
And left you weeping in the cold, dark night.
Frances, my love, forgive my blind mistake,
For every promise that I chanced to break.
Return to me, heal the rift we made,
In your warm embrace, let my sorrow fade.
Frances, forgive me.
The strings of my soul are out of tune today,
A silent orchestra without its guide.
I throw my foolish vanity away,
And lay my beating, broken heart aside.
Without your grace, the music cannot play.
Frances, my love, forgive my blind mistake,
For every promise that I chanced to break.
Return to me, heal the rift we made,
In your warm embrace, let my sorrow fade.
Frances, forgive me.
Forgive me, Frances.
Return to me.