Jeri Southern
After You
Though with joy I should be reelingThat at last you came my way,There's no further use concealingThat I'm feeling far from gay,For the rare allure about youMakes me all the plainer seeHow inane, how vain, how empty life without you would be.After you, whoCould supply my sky of blue?After you, whoCould I love?After you, whyShould I take the time to try,For who else could qualifyAfter you, who?Hold my hand and swearYou'll never cease to care,For without you there what could I do?I could search yearsBut who else could change my tearsInto laughter after you?
From Letras Mania