One day not far away I hope,
I will again part lips; behold,
kiss and kiss you through the night;
alas not the girl of my life,
I must admit the plentyfold,
all sweet and well behaved; I find,
though honest toil and mind I like,
I seek your council, far and wide,
would you share with me your
secret mind? I give to you
my heart on fire
