Sweet Thoughts

Each time I think of love, I think of you;

And wish that fortune’s scheming hand

Would join us by some solemn bond,

Together in a love sincere and true.

Could you be thinking thus of me sweetheart?

Could such warm loveliness be mine?

Could all the pleasures that your love impart,

Keep glad my heart and never, never end!

Each moment while we are apart,

Time seems endless as a day,

Long spent, and, counting from the start,

Is now a hundred dreary years away.

My thoughts of you are ever looking on,

Towards that sweet day when all my cares are gone.

Prince John Chaber

Cry Out My Soul

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