Author: Joyce Hemsley
Where are you hiding my dearest, Is this the end of a beautiful song? I have searched for you in the valley and the hillocks that lie beyond. I have prayed by the tidal waters, I've scanned the heath and the moor, but the man of my dreams is missing, O come ye back ~ I do implore. Thou art the dear one I hope will be turning the key to love's allure, but my body is tired and weary now, I can search the byways no more. Where are you hiding my dearest, Is this the end of a beautiful song?