The Faithful Lover
I hesitate to write about the springThere's a fear with all that lovelinessThe wilderness i feel in everythingThough not alone i think of loneliness
Oh do not count on me for anythingAlthough i love you as i do the spring
Of gods late isolation in the skyOf wisdom turned dispear not happinessWhile we are together you and iAbandone promises of future bliss
But love me with the truth now in your eyeRegard the early falling leaf a kissRegard fidelity a passing thingIt gives me courage when i tell you this