The Divine One

You Stepped out of a dream You are too wonderful To be what you seem Could there be eyes like yours? Could there be lips like yours? Could there be smiles like yours, Honest and truly? You Stepped out of a cloud I want to take you away Away from the

Sunday is gloomy; my hours are slumber-less Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thought of ever returning you Would they be angry

There ain't no use In hanging 'round No, there ain't no use I'm gonna put you down There's no room left in my heart For you Ain't no use For you to cry Ain't no use This is goodbye You done me wrong So many times Now I'm through The best years of my