Poems (Bradford)/Weary for the sight of you
WEARY FOR THE SIGHT OF YOU.
I am weary, love, I'm weary, weary for the sight of you; The world is dreary, dreary, missing the light of you. For I miss you, dear, I miss you, from twilight till the dawn,And in my dreams I kiss you, then I wake and find you gone.
I am weeping, love, I'm weeping, weeping just because you're gone; And the hours go slowly creeping from the twilight till the dawn. Yes the hours creep so slowly from the dawn until the night, And I miss your presence holy, in the dark as in the light.