Agony Lyrics - Singles - Stephen Sondheim

(From: Into the Woods) 

Did I abuse her or show her disdain 

Why does she run from me 

If I should lose her how shall I regain 

The heart she has won from me 

Agony, beyond power of speech 

When the one thing you want 

Is the only thing out of your reach 

High in her tower she sits by the hour 

Maintaining her hair 

Blithe and becoming and frequently humming 

A light-hearted air 

Ah 

Agony, far more painful than yours 

When you know she would go with you 

If there only were doors 

Agony, all the torture they teach 

What's as intruiging or half so fatiguing 

As what's out of reach 

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Am I not sensitive, clever 

Well-mannered, considerate 

Passionate, charming 

As kind as I'm handsome 

And heir to a throne? 

You are everything maidens could wish for 

Then why no 

Do I know? 

The girl must be mad 

You know nothing of madness 

'Til you're climbing her hair 

And you see her up there as you're nearing her 

And all the while hearing her 

Ah 

Agony, misery, though it's different for each 

Always ten steps behind, always ten steps below 

And she's just out of reach 

Agony, that can cut like a knife 

I must have her to wife 

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High in a tower like yours was but higher 

A beauty asleep 

All 'round the tower a thicket of briar 

A hundred feet deep 

Agony, no frustration more keen 

When the one thing you want 

Is a thing that you've not even seen 

I've found a casket entirely of glass 

No, it's unbreakable 

Inside, don't ask it, a maiden alas 

Just as unwakeable 

What unmistakeable 

Agony, is the way always hard 

She has skin white as snow 

Did you learn her name, no 

There's a dwarf standing guard 

Agony such that princes must weep 

Always in thrall 'most to anything almost 

Or something asleep 

If it were not for the thicket 

A thicket's no trick, is it thick 

It's the thickest 

The quickest is pick it apart with a stick 

Yes but even one prick, it's my thing about blood 

Well it's sick 

It's no sicker than your thing about dwarfs 

Dwarves 

Dwarfs 

Dwarves are very upsetting 

Not forgetting 

The task's unachievable, mountains unscalable 

If it's conceivable but unavailable 

Ah 

Agony, misery, woe not to know what you miss 

While they lie there for years 

And you cry on their biers 

What unbearable bliss 

Agony that can cut like a knife 

Ah well, back to my wife