The Kiss
I hoped that he would love me,And he has kissed my mouth, But I am like a stricken birdThat cannot reach the south.
For tho' I know he loves me,To-night my heart is sad; His kiss was not so wonderfulAs all the dreams I had.
I hoped that he would love me,And he has kissed my mouth, But I am like a stricken birdThat cannot reach the south.
For tho' I know he loves me,To-night my heart is sad; His kiss was not so wonderfulAs all the dreams I had.