I poured my heart out

Morning after morning

Good I drank dew

Most

When of the santan flowerets

I poured my heart out

I stepped on a steep hill

As the sun ascended

It shuns me the view

Of the landscape he vouched

I poured my heart out.

 

Seconds before black

Mine–feet got weary

To a gray stone did I rest

And saw crickets underneath

I poured my heart out

Tonight is the night

To the moon who pledged light

Uttered hello to mine stars

Oh so bright!

I poured my heart out.

 

The moon didn’t she rest?

Won’t stars knock for a heap?

Turned down the wind chimes

Windy mignight O night

I poured my heart out

 

Nay, the chicken clucked -And

Tick tock Tick tock Toe

Like the sound of a pendulum clock?

Oh dawn!

I poured my heart out

 

Another day some time;

New bliss caught

And was enjoyed

I tell you once

I poured my heart out.