Nocturne

Beside you while you slumbered, lad, My restless heart had lain Through all the hours of the night Aware of love and pain.

Aware of love and morning’s light And eyes that must betray When someday you should look in mine Then ever look away.

I’ll come to where you slumber, lad, If death shall mark me not And say the prayer that now I pray, And thought I had forgot.