Calling Out Your Name
Oh, he that is so true of heart
Compassion, pure, does he impart,
Holds within, a love ne'er waning,
Most wondrous gifts, his soul containing
That all who know him see.
He, who being all of this
Pressed upon my lips a kiss
Gave love upon which, life exists
He's shown this unto me.
Oh, he that holds such deep emotion
And to his love gives all devotion,
Who proudly holds her on his arm.
So handsome in his manly charm,
So loyal to his swain.
And even when the two, apart
Still bound together, heart to heart
My, love no matter where thou art
I am calling out your name.
