Poems (Bradford)/A thought of you
Jump to navigation
Jump to search
A THOUGHT OF YOU.
There's ever a song somewhere, dear,
Under the morning skies,
Ever a note of bird-cheer
To greet the glad sunrise.
There's ever a song somewhere, dear,
Under the skies of blue,
Ever a thought in my heart, dear,
A thought of you.
Under the morning skies,
Ever a note of bird-cheer
To greet the glad sunrise.
There's ever a song somewhere, dear,
Under the skies of blue,
Ever a thought in my heart, dear,
A thought of you.
Then let us hark for the song, dear,
Whether skies be blue or gray;
The night that seems so long, dear,
May break in glorious day.
So look for the rift in the cloud, dear,
That shows the bonny blue,
And I'll keep the thought in my heart, dear,
The thought of you.
Whether skies be blue or gray;
The night that seems so long, dear,
May break in glorious day.
So look for the rift in the cloud, dear,
That shows the bonny blue,
And I'll keep the thought in my heart, dear,
The thought of you.