O You Whom I Often and Silently Come
O You whom I often and silently come
where you are that I may be with you,
As I walk by your side or sit near
or remain in the same room with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire
that for your sake is playing within me.
O You whom I often and silently come
where you are that I may be with you,
As I walk by your side or sit near
or remain in the same room with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire
that for your sake is playing within me.
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