Walt Whitman As She Cries
As she sits upon a window sill
She knows that love is something she'll never feel
And her tears keep her company
As she dreams of how it would be
And as she cries Someone whispers in her ear
I died for you, I died for you my dear
And as she falls, into her Daddy's arms, she knows that this is true
And as she cries, he cries too
She could hardly, but she could believe
And as she knows, in her heart of hearts that the Lord loves her so
And as she smiles, someone whispers in her ear
I love you, I Love you, my dear