A Reed by the River/Let Me Believe
LET ME BELIEVE
When boughs are shaken of bloom, and dead leaves drifting, too,
I would recall their first perfume and the sunlight sifting through;
When fields lie barren without and the bitter nights are come
Bid me not hear the winds of doubt, that through the darkness roam,
I would recall their first perfume and the sunlight sifting through;
When fields lie barren without and the bitter nights are come
Bid me not hear the winds of doubt, that through the darkness roam,
When hours are dim and gray, and the song of the year is sung,
Leave me the hope of a dawning day in a heart that is young, is young!
Though Hope be a blossom whirled, and Time doth pillage and win,
Let me harken the pulse of the world and learn of truth therein.
Leave me the hope of a dawning day in a heart that is young, is young!
Though Hope be a blossom whirled, and Time doth pillage and win,
Let me harken the pulse of the world and learn of truth therein.
Ay, though my dreams shall pale, while night but an ember lures,
Let me believe, though its light shall fail, that love, that love endures!
Let me believe, though its light shall fail, that love, that love endures!