When the night comes like an empress
Within my lone world to impress
Its silent seal of peace anew,
Right there in my quarter of gloom
Where my fears of the future looms
That’s when my dear I think of you.

When I ponder on what’s been talked
And the so many times I walked
Away, so to set myself free,
You leashed me right back at your feet
Where I so much long for my treat,
A docile dog as one can be…