Though with joy I should be reeling

That at last you came my way,

There's no further use concealing

That I'm feeling far from gay,

For the rare allure about you

Makes me all the plainer see

How inane, how vain, how empty life without you would be.



After you, who

Could supply my sky of blue?

After you, who

Could I love?

After you, why

Should I take the time to try,

For who else could qualify

After you, who?

Hold my hand and swear

You'll never cease to care,

For without you there what could I do?

I could search years

But who else could change my tears

Into laughter after you?