Written In the Stars

I'm here to tell you We can never meet again Simple really, isn't it? A word or two, and then A lifetime of not knowing Where or how or why or when You think of me, or speak of me, And wonder what befell That someone you once loved, So long ago, so well Never wonder what I feel As living shuffles by You don't have to ask me And I need not reply Every moment of my life From now until I die I will think, or dream of you And fail to understand How a perfect love can be confounded out of hand Is it written in the stars? Are we paying for some crime? Is that all that we are good for? Just a stretch of mortal time? Or some god's experiment In which we have no say? In which we given paradise, But only for a day (Marry the Princess Radames. You can help my people. This could be our chance to do something important. Don't you see?) Nothing can be altered There is nothing to decide No escape, no change of heart Nor any place to hide Oh, you are all I ever want, But this I am denied Sometimes in my darkest thoughts I wish I never learned What it is to be in love And have that love returned Is it written in the stars? Are we paying for some crime? Is that all that we are good for? Just a stretch of mortal time? Or some god's experiment In which we have no say? In which we given paradise, But only for a day