MY SONGS
Reading edition
I spin my songs from sun to sun, And fleetly weave my dreams And yet my work is never done, But just begun, it seems. For every morn, the golden rays Of sun come through the trees, And evernew the moonlight strays Upon the sapphire seas. All through the day I see your eyes, So sweet and soft and clear, And in the night, in swift surprise, I hear your voice so dear. So ever I spin my little song, And weave my dream so true, For every hour that speeds along Brings new sweet thoughts of you.