Who Was Watching
Who was watching as the moon rose Who would gather bowls of primrose Just the one whose soul is dreaming That the hopes that still keep streaming Will be raining down upon her If she only lives with honor And accepts the world of beauty Comes to those who follow dutyOaths are made to those they cherish Knowing faith will never perish While the stars continue glowing And the mists of time are growingAs around her faithful...
