I hear you ask if I am yours for keeping,
Shame that a doubt could ever pass your lips,
I say it waking, shall I say it sleeping,
I love your lips, I love your laugh,
I love the tear that's in your dancing eyes.
I love you dear, and there your answer lies.
And should you ask if time has dulled my longing,
Day has the northern star gone coursing south,
If me you doubt, 'tis only you you're wronging,
I loved you then, I love you now,
I love you when the world grows old and dies.
I love you dear, and here your answer lies.
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