The Girl in the Glass
Girl in the glass! you smile, and yet
Your eyes are full of a vague regret,
For dreams are lovely and life is sad,
And when you were a child, what dreams you had!
Now, over your soul life's shadows pass,
Girl in the glass.
Your eyes are full of a vague regret,
For dreams are lovely and life is sad,
And when you were a child, what dreams you had!
Now, over your soul life's shadows pass,
Girl in the glass.
Girl in the Glass, an April day
Looks not more tearful, looks not more gay
Than your rose-flushed face with the wistful mouth.
For your Soul seeks Love, as a swallow flys south,
So, into your eyes Love's sorrows pass
Girl in the Glass.
Looks not more tearful, looks not more gay
Than your rose-flushed face with the wistful mouth.
For your Soul seeks Love, as a swallow flys south,
So, into your eyes Love's sorrows pass
Girl in the Glass.
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