Copyright, 1893, by Joseph Flanner.
Words and Music by Chas. K. Harris.
Arranged by Joe. Clauder.
Would I could but read your heart,
And see what's written there;
Could I use some hidden art,
Just to learn how much you care;
Could I only read your heart,
And see if you retain
The love you vowed would ne'er depart
Through sunshine and rain.
Do not he angry with me, loved one,
For the words that pained you so;
It was my love for you, my darling.
It was my pride which dealt the blow;
Let me look into thy heart,
And find reflected there
The image which will ne'er depart,
And the love which is so rare.
Hidden stories, hidden treasures, has thy heart concealed;
Would I ever be contented if its treasures were revealed!
Wondering if your thoughts are with me as in the days of yore.
If I could but read and find it mine for evermore.
Others may more charming be,
Famed for their wit and grace,
But none will more constant be-
True love lies not in a face.
Often in a lonely hour
My thoughts they turn to thee,
As, oh, so sad, I ofttime wonder
If you ever think of me.
Oh. why are you so long in coming,
Making my life so long and drear,
Would that I could but read your heart, love,
And set at rest this trembling fear.
I know that you were ever true,
I pleaded not in vain,
But time has sped never to return
With its pleasures and its pain.- Chorus.