She walks somewhere I do not know
And I wish I was there
But love in time I did not show
That I for her did care.
It matters not in lifes scheme
That in love with her was I
That of her I did often dream
But to say so was too shy,
So I have lost and that is life
My heart with loves pains burns
She will be someone elses wife
And the world always turns.
And I surely with the coming of time
Another I shall find
Worthy to tributes write in rhyme
But still there in my mind
The lady of the sweetest smile
Who exuded such grace
For whom Id have crawled many a mile
Will always hold a place.
Others she meets she may welcome
Other men sometimes she spurns
She'll know not the love of where Im from
And the world always turns.
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