To ye

Your glances are showing,

That love's seed is growing,

Its shoot sprouting, flowing sincerely.

And tho' you'll not say it

You hope and you pray it

Will bloom and display itself clearly.

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Take these arms, clasp them hard

Love is all that matters now so forget your coy facade

Take this heart, scathed and scarred

It is all I have to give and it's all I'll expect you to guard

Your face is telling

That love's grain is swelling

All bounderies excelling, steadily

But you'll not admit it,

You'll try to outwit it,

And lose, so you'll quit it, quite readily

(Chorus)

Sweetheart, sweetheart, please let me now

Your true feelings, the ones you daren't show

Your barriers are breaking,

And steps that I'm taking,

Will find out you're faking indifference.

For your eyes are speaking,

With looks slowly weakening,

Saying love's what you're seeking, in preference.

(Chorus)