That I do love you darling so,
Oh, know;
That I so ache that I may take
You where I go
And stay in range of your blue eyes,
Dear, realise
And lie at every eventide
Always
By your side
I passionately long to stand, hands in the bowl
Washing up, looking out onto our sunlit garden.
I long to see a cat move sleepily and pause
Alison, my Alison
Though the afternoon is frowning
In our love our fears are drowning...
