Know what it’s like to hurry home
Hoping to lean on the one,
The object of one’s affection,
Only to find an empty room
Waiting and waiting?
Love, shall we deny it when it visits?
Shall we not take
what we are now given?
In the street, beneath the stars,
However daily business
mandates the hours,
Love, there is only love, all else unreal.
What is life, but being near you?
Oh! That I have been given to you,
and you to me,
How sacred the exchange,
how holy the alliance!