My Beloved

Shall I speak of my beloved
Shall I speak of beauty rare
A face that shone like silver
A heart that shone like gold
A love as sure as wings of angels
Come to claim their children home

Shall I tell a sad, sad story
Of when my love I last did see
A smile that left me lonely
A happy day it seemed
And now I see my sweet love only
Walking through my dangerous dreams

Spring comes 'round with small white flowers
Blooming, lie for now on the vine
And each year that I see them
Come shining up at me
Like a love that seldom lasts forever
They soon will fade and cease to be

Ohh, take me with you when you leave
Ohh, oh
Ohh, oh
Ohh, oh

Shall I speak of my beloved
Shall I speak of beauty rare
A face that shone like silver
A heart that shone like gold
A love as sure as wings of angels
Come to claim their children home

Ohh, oh
Ohh, oh
Ohh, oh