No one to love
S. Foster
No one to love in this beautiful world,
Full of warm hearts and bright beaming eyes?
Where is the lone heart that nothing can find
That is lovely beneath the blue skies?
No one to love!
Why no one to love?
Where have you roamed in this beatiful world,
That you're sighing of no one to love?
Dark is the soul that has nothing to dwell on!
How sad must its brightest hours prove!
Lonely the dull brooding spirit must be
That has no one to cherish and love.
No one to love!
Why, no one to love?
Where have you roamed in this beatiful world,
That you're sighing of no one to love?
Many a fair one that dwells on the earth
Who would greet you with kind words of cheer,
Many who gladly would join in your pleasures
Or share in your grief with a tear.
No one to love!
Why no one to love?
Where have you roamed in this beatiful world,
That you're sighing of no one to love?