Something to Love Me.Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.Something that loves not as summer friends love,As true as the star in the blue realms above;Something with instinct enough to believe,That will not, like most of earth’s proud ones deceive.Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.Something to love me, something to pet,Something that kindness can never forget;Something that clings to me, even a bird,In whose sweet music reproach is not heard.Something to cheer me, and stay by my side,That never will leave me, whate’er may betide,That I may still in this hollow world find,There’s something still left to be loving and kind.Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.
Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.Something that loves not as summer friends love,As true as the star in the blue realms above;Something with instinct enough to believe,That will not, like most of earth’s proud ones deceive.Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.Something to love me, something to pet,Something that kindness can never forget;Something that clings to me, even a bird,In whose sweet music reproach is not heard.Something to cheer me, and stay by my side,That never will leave me, whate’er may betide,That I may still in this hollow world find,There’s something still left to be loving and kind.Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.
Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.Something that loves not as summer friends love,As true as the star in the blue realms above;Something with instinct enough to believe,That will not, like most of earth’s proud ones deceive.Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.Something to love me, something to pet,Something that kindness can never forget;Something that clings to me, even a bird,In whose sweet music reproach is not heard.Something to cheer me, and stay by my side,That never will leave me, whate’er may betide,That I may still in this hollow world find,There’s something still left to be loving and kind.Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.
Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.Something that loves not as summer friends love,As true as the star in the blue realms above;Something with instinct enough to believe,That will not, like most of earth’s proud ones deceive.
Something to love me, something to bless,
Something to smile upon and to caress;
Something to fill up the void in my heart,
That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.
Something that loves not as summer friends love,
As true as the star in the blue realms above;
Something with instinct enough to believe,
That will not, like most of earth’s proud ones deceive.
Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.Something to love me, something to pet,Something that kindness can never forget;Something that clings to me, even a bird,In whose sweet music reproach is not heard.
Something to love me, something to bless,
Something to smile upon and to caress;
Something to fill up the void in my heart,
That will not, when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.
Something to love me, something to pet,
Something that kindness can never forget;
Something that clings to me, even a bird,
In whose sweet music reproach is not heard.
Something to cheer me, and stay by my side,That never will leave me, whate’er may betide,That I may still in this hollow world find,There’s something still left to be loving and kind.Something to love me, something to bless,Something to smile upon and to caress;Something to fill up the void in my heart,That will not when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.
Something to cheer me, and stay by my side,
That never will leave me, whate’er may betide,
That I may still in this hollow world find,
There’s something still left to be loving and kind.
Something to love me, something to bless,
Something to smile upon and to caress;
Something to fill up the void in my heart,
That will not when sorrow comes o’er me, depart.