The Lark In The Clear Air

Dear thoughts are in my mind
and my soul soars enchanted
As I hear the sweet lark sing
in the clear air of the day
For a tender beaming smile
to my hope has been granted
And tomorrow he shall hear
all my fond heart would say

I shall tell him all my love,
all my soul's adoration
And I think he will hear me
and will not say me nay
It is his that gives my soul
all its joyous elation
As I hear the sweet lark sing
in the clear air of the day

And when my love does answer true,
telling of his own heart's secret
Speaking all those words of love
that I long to hear him say
Then our two hearts joined as one
will fot certain be well met
As we hear the sweet lark sing
in the clear air of the day