ONCE MORE WE SPEAK.
Words and Music by Morris Weston.
Once more we speak; 'tis long since we were parted
Thro' a false friend who said my love untrue
And made my life a burden in its sorrow;
Long years had passed before his faults be knew.
Whene'er we met, like strangers we did pass;
The pain was sharp and very hard to bear;
And while he thought me happy in my splendor,
I fain would weep with mis'ry and despair.
Once more we speak; no more will idle fancy
Bring bitter tears to dim his manly eyes,
And side by side we'll battle life together;
Once more we speak and will let the past go by.
In lonely hours, without a friend to cheer me.
My mind would wander back to happier days,
And oft times in my dreams I saw him near me.
With hopeless looks he would sadly at me gaze.
But after all those wars there came a time.
The link was found, the myst'ry cleared away;
In words of kindness all was soon forgotten.
When jealousy no longer held its sway.- Chorus.