Oh, that love were a fountain,
that never ceased to flow -
to quench the thirst of every heart
and every aching soul.
That love will one day come,
I pray, to know that sweet release,
and curl, protected, in the lap
or heaven's loving seat.
that never ceased to flow -
to quench the thirst of every heart
and every aching soul.
That love will one day come,
I pray, to know that sweet release,
and curl, protected, in the lap
or heaven's loving seat.
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