Creep into my heart, creep in, creep in, <br />Afar from the fret, the toil and the din, <br />Where the spring of love forever flows, <br />As clear as light and as sweet as the rose; <br />(Creep into my heart), <br />Where the dreams never wilt but their tints refine, <br />Rooted in beautiful thoughts of thine; <br />Where morn falls cool on the soul, like sleep, <br />And the nights are tranquil and tranced and deep; <br />Where the fairest thing of all the fair <br />Thou art, who hast somehow crept in there, <br />Deep into my heart, <br />Deep into my heart.<br /><br />Duncan Campbell Scott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-124/
