Though with joy I should be reeling That at last you came my way, There's no further use concealing That I'm feeling far from gay. For the rare allure about you Makes me all the plainer see How inane, how vain, how empty life Without you would be.
After you, who Could supply my sky of blue? After you, who Could I love? After you, why Should I take the time to try For who else could qualify After you, who? Hold my hand and swear You'll never cease to care For without you there what could I do? I could search years But who else could change my tears Into laughter after you?
