I wonder if I disappoint her still,
If anything I do is ever right.
There's something in me says I always will,
No matter what she says to me each night.
I cannot trust myself, although she does,
To do what I should do, because I know
How foolish I can be - how dumb I was -
And so I think that folly will still show,
After some interval and make it clear
How much I am not worthy of her love.
I know I'm hardly good enough - not near -
And someday she will be awarer of
My folly, and be disappointed then
I fear it is no if, but just a when.
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