I’ll watch o’er thy dreams when thou’rt sleeping,
For thee love, for thee love,
I’ll weep o’er thy cares when thou’rt weeping,
For thee, only thee.
The wild lands of India,
The prairie, the sea
May lure me, but fondly,
I’ll still turn to thee.
Refrain:
For thee, dearest thee
I would roam night and day,
And thy love, and thy love
Would cheer my lone way;
And thy love, and thy love
Would cheer my lonely way. |