Cherryholmes - My True Love lyrics

Blue is the sky and green is the tree Warm is the gentle breeze that blows across my cheek I gaze at a cloud high up above And in a dream I see the face of my one true love Chorus: Love, love, my true love Lo, the days grow long Love, love, please come to me before my youth is gone Will his hair be gold, his eyes hazel green Or will his hair be dark with eyes as blue as the sea And if he be a king, great wealth will be mine And if my love be penniless, on poor man's fare I'll dine Chorus Hurry, love, please hurry now, don't waste another day Don't wait until my auburn hair has turned to silver grey Chorus