I’ll Always Be Loving You

Oh, Babe, I am so in the dark. It’s been so long; been so long . . . For you was it all just a lark? Sometimes when I feel so alone, I think of your face, and it becomes a song: a song so delicious, as sweet as your kisses. How could our love not have been true? Oh, Babe, I’ll always be loving you. Oh, Babe, I don’t know where you are. Years you’ve been gone; you’ve been gone . . . So I think of you, my bright star, while here in the dark of my room. Sweet star of my night and sun of my dawn - Oh, the one I adore; you will glow evermore. How could our love not have been true? Oh, Babe, I’ll always be loving you. Bridge: Your tender caresses; I think of them yet. Your mouth on my lips I’ll never forget. Your smile; your beautiful gaze - in your warmth I could linger for days. Oh, Babe, where oh where could you be? I’ve wondered for years; for years . . . Have you thought at all about me? You appear even now in my dreams, and sometimes I waken, holding back tears - tears for your star-glow that I’m missing so. How could our love not have been true? Oh, Babe, I’ll always be loving you. Oh, Babe, I’ll always be loving you.