Were thine that special face

The face which fills my dreaming

Were thine the rhythmed grace

Were thine the form so lithe and slender

Were thine the arms so warm so tender

Were thine the kiss divine

Were thine the love for me

The love which fills my dreaming

When all these charms are thine

Then you'll be mine all mine

Were thine the love for me

The love which fills my dreaming

When all these charms are thine

Then you'll be mine all mine