I know not when the day shall be,
I know not where our eyes may meet,
What welcome you may give to me,
Or will your words be sad or sweet;
It may not be till years have passed,
Till eyes are dim and tresses gray,
The world is Wide, but love at last,
Our hands, our hearts, must meet some day.
Some day, some day, some day I shall meet you,
Love, I know not When or how-
Love. I know not when or how;
Only this, only this, this, that once you loved me
Only this I love you now,
I love you now, I love you now.
I know not are you far or near,
Or are you dead or do you live;
I know not who the blame should bear,
Or who should plead or who forgive;
But when we meet some day, some day,
Eyes clearer grown the truth may see,
And ev'ry cloud shall roll away.
That darkens love 'twixt you and me.-Chorus.