More and more

O! could I tell my heart's fond prayer,

And how I long for thee;

Thou art my very life, and hope,

And more than all to me.

Should'st thou prove false, and then, o, love,

My passion coldly spurn,

Still I would love thee more and more,

And for thee only yearn.

Yes, love, I love thee more and more...

O, bid me leave thee never;

Believe me this, were all else false,

I love thee more than ever.

The flow'rs of gold e'en turn their gaze,

To catch each sunlit ray,

So too, o love, to thee I turn,

Forever light my way.

And as the years and years roll on,

Across time's endless shore.

i'll be with thee, and stay with thee,

And love thee more and more.