Hold you close as night prevails
Lay a spell if all else fails
Never to awaken and take flight
Never seemed as one that might
But to make certain in my aim
From her rosy lips I must refrain.
Still the closer, as morning dew arrives
Lay a spell on weary eyes
As if of kings and queens you may be dreaming
Never to awaken in depressed or idle feeling
And it is not the weight of any crown
Only my love can old you down.