Now do I speak and do share
Of all the things that I do bare
Of desires many and wants untold
Yet I know I shall not receive
A single wish
For as the whispering breeze
And as the falling leaves
You do leave
And all my sorrows do vary
By degrees
But the greatest
Was that you did leave me
For the best
And now I am depressed
But turn back, and you will see
That I do smile
But why?
So that you may feel
Free and as happy as can be
For that is what I want
To see you happy
And never in want