Eagerly I wished the morrow; -- vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow -- sorrow for the lost Lenore -- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore -- Nameless here for evermore.
My Way by Frank Sinatra. This originated as the French song called Comme D'Habitude (translation: As Usual), written by the composers Jacques Revaux and Gilles Thibault. They took it to the French pop star Claude Francois, who tweaked it a bit (earning a co-writer credit) and recorded the song in 1967, where it was a hit in parts of Europe.
Send me on my way. Send me on my way. I would like to reach out my hand. I may see you, I may tell you to run (On my way, on my way). You know what they say about the young. Submit Corrections. Visit www.azlyrics.com for these lyrics.