When You're Away کے بول

When you're away dear, how weary the lonesome hours, sunshine seems gray dear, the fragrance has left the flowers . . . Ever I hear you in seeming whispering soft love words to me Ah if I knew it were but dreaming n'er to be . . . Then, when you're near me there's n'yot that I strive to do save to endear me more fondly my love to you . . . Never again let us part dear, I'd die without you my own, hold me again to your heart, I love you alone . . . ( Never again let us part dear, I'd die without you my own . . . ) . . . hold me again to your heart, I love you alone . . . Love you my own . . . love you alone!