The eloquence of language not to withstand
Does she see that I am her man?
Does she give herself wholly and completely
Does her spirit in rapture meet me?
Can she be faithful and so true
Can she hold me when I’m blue?
Can I touch her in the night
Will she meet me with her sight?
Will she let me hold her hands?
And see that I am her true man?
Will she be there in the end?
To be my lover and future friend?
I shall seek her in the night
And I will hold her in the light
And our love truly will not end
In our romance we won’t pretend.
