Heart of Hearts

Your lips say that you really do not love me
Your eyes, my dear can never really lie
As blue as the blue sky way up above me
They whisper, I’ll love you until I die

Take away the roses in the garden
Take the song that whispers on the breeze
I toss away the bouquet of your pardon
Without you what joy are one of these?

In my heart of hearts I know the truth, dear
In my heart of hearts there is no lie
I can hear the words you do not speak, dear
They whisper, I’ll love you until I die

In my heart of hearts is where I’ll hold you
In my heart of hearts your heart will be
Perhaps my dear, I never really told you
What a precious love you are to me

In my heart of hearts there is no parting
In my heart of hearts is where you’ll be
In my heart of hearts you are my darling
And no one ever can take that from me

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Janet Martin