Light Of Love

Joy stayed with me a night

Young and free and fair

And in the morning light

He left me there



Then Sorrow came to stay

And lay upon my breast

He walked with me in the day

And knew me best



I'll never be a bride

Nor yet celibate

So I'm living now with Pride

A cold bedmate



He must not hear nor see

Nor could he forgive

That Sorrow still visits me

Each day I live