Every night I hope and pray
A dream lover will come my way
A girl to hold in my arms
And know the magic of her charms
Every Day I see and dream
I hope My Lover and me are unseen
A future to hold in my arms
So I can tell it’s not in harm
Through my love and wonderful charm…
Now arrest to be a love alarm…
Seeing what comes from this side
Is for that pretty face to hide
Its ways from a dying heart…
I have failed to do my part…
Whenever I want to hear your voice
Before any of that I have to make this choice
Of a pleasing struggle to our teenage-love
Might be our depart is made use of
The dying love in this part
A special gift…that comes from the heart
No more of an evil way that causes harm…
I hope this is a cry to my arms
