Oh, how I feel, as he holds me;
While we lay, as we lay,
How we lay, under a blanket of dark blue,
And stars, and moon
We lay long through the night,
Until the blue, and moon and stars
Are no more

Now, as we lay underneath the warmth of the sun,
And the shade of a weeping willow tree,
It prays for us from Thee,
As we spend the day, in frolic, conversation, and play
We walk on a beach of sand and white,
That glows with every step, until the time again,
I will feel:
How I feel,
As he holds me,

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