Poems (Barker)/Some One To Love
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Some One to Love.
No one to love me, one year ago;
No one to pity my hearts' dismal woe.
Far from my kindred, far from my home;
No one to care if forever I roam.
Friendless and lonely with no one to love,
Sadly I thought of my treasures above,
A stranger I wandered the wide city through,
Nothing to wait for and nothing to do.
No one to pity my hearts' dismal woe.
Far from my kindred, far from my home;
No one to care if forever I roam.
Friendless and lonely with no one to love,
Sadly I thought of my treasures above,
A stranger I wandered the wide city through,
Nothing to wait for and nothing to do.
No one was waiting with welcoming kiss,
For my sad heart was no pleasure like this.
Cold were the faces I met in the streets,
Ceaseless the bustle of hurrying feet.
Down in the darkness of doubt and despair,
My heart's better feelings were shivering there.
Only a year ago no one to love,
Longing to meet with my treasures above.
For my sad heart was no pleasure like this.
Cold were the faces I met in the streets,
Ceaseless the bustle of hurrying feet.
Down in the darkness of doubt and despair,
My heart's better feelings were shivering there.
Only a year ago no one to love,
Longing to meet with my treasures above.
Only a year ago, now all is bright;
Oh! my proud heart is so happy to-night.
Some one to love me forever and aye;
Some one to wait for me when I'm away;
Some one has filled my cup brimming with bliss,
And she is waiting with welcoming kiss;
Now in the hurry of bustling teet,
Stealeth a music so soft and replete.
Oh! my proud heart is so happy to-night.
Some one to love me forever and aye;
Some one to wait for me when I'm away;
Some one has filled my cup brimming with bliss,
And she is waiting with welcoming kiss;
Now in the hurry of bustling teet,
Stealeth a music so soft and replete.
Now in the faces once faded and old—
Faces to me that were formal and cold—
Catch I faint glimpses of heaven above.
They've some one to pray for them, some one to love;
And I can echo their laughter to-night—
All of the flowers in my spirit are bright.
Dear Angels, help me my happiness prove!
I've some one to pray for me—some one to love.
Faces to me that were formal and cold—
Catch I faint glimpses of heaven above.
They've some one to pray for them, some one to love;
And I can echo their laughter to-night—
All of the flowers in my spirit are bright.
Dear Angels, help me my happiness prove!
I've some one to pray for me—some one to love.