Smilin کے بول

There's a little brown road winding over the hill To a little white court by the sea There's a little green gate At whose railings I wait While two eyes of blue Come smiling through at me There's a grey lock or two in the brown of the hair There's some silver in mine too, I see But in all the long years When the cloud brought their tears Those two eyes of blue Kept smiling through at me And if ever I'm left in this world all alone I shall wait for my call patiently For if heaven be kind I shall wait there to find Those two eyes of blue Come smiling through... at me...