my spirits are prone to stoop,
I want you to come and cheer me up!
when morning melts in night.. birds sing,
when bells perform pure magic.. ring,
when mothers wake their offspring up,
when life swarms-up in everything,
I want you come and dear me up,
I want you to come and cheer me up!
when lovely breeze moves hair and scarves,
when eyes long for some-one that sweet,
when senses grow and the evil dwarfs,
when finger-tips sweep dirt and treat,
I want you to come and cheer me up!
I want you to come and cheer me up,
when I go places staring round,
when flowers on tree-tops abound,
when plodding feet require some rest,
when thoughts of loneliness surround.
I want you come and steer me up,
I want you to come and cheer me up!
when bright sun shows, yet darkness dwells,
when thirst can not be quenched by wells,
when cloudy mist athwart the head,
in moon-lit nights, in dol-drums swells,
I want you come and rear me up,
I want you to come and cheer me up!
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