"Dearie"<br /><br />Elsie Baker<br /><br />Victor 17189<br /><br />Song by Clare Beecher Kummer<br /><br />The world's growing older each day.<br />And the world's growing colder, they say.<br />The world has no place for a dreamer of dreams.<br />Ah, then it's no place for me, it seems.<br /><br />For I dream of you all the day long.<br />You run through the hours like a song.<br />Sometimes I think if the world could see<br />My golden dreams, it would envy me.<br /><br />Dearie, my dearie<br />Nothing's worth while, but dreams of you<br />And you can make every dream come true<br /><br />Dearie, my dearie<br />Give me your hand, say you understand<br />My dearie<br /><br />Then tho' it's so cold and so gray,<br />Here I would be willing to stay, <br />For ever and ever and even a day, <br />If only my dearie to me would say, <br />One word that would make my heart sing <br />And turn all the winter to spring, <br />Sunshine and skies that are cloudless and blue, <br />For all of my day depends on you!.
