Like sunlight on dew drops, shine bright as a star
my sweet dear, wherever you are
if light be gone to let you 'lone
know you'll always find your way home.
Oh love of loves, sweet love of mine
of all things you are most fine
And lovely love, true love of me
t'is your face I swoon to see.
And if our ways by fate must part
take with you my humble heart
and let not all the miles of this earth
keep me from your warming mirth.
Oh love of loves, sweet love of mine
of all things you are most fine
And lovely love, true love of me
t'is your face I swoon to see.
Jan 18, 2013
Jan 18, 2013 at 4:18 PM UTC
Like sunlight on dew drops, shine bright as a star
my sweet dear, wherever you are
if light be gone to let you 'lone
know you'll always find your way home.
Oh love of loves, sweet love of mine
of all things you are most fine
And lovely love, true love of me
t'is your face I swoon to see.
And if our ways by fate must part
take with you my humble heart
and let not all the miles of this earth
keep me from your warming mirth.
Oh love of loves, sweet love of mine
of all things you are most fine
And lovely love, true love of me
t'is your face I swoon to see.
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