For She Will Return To Me Again Soon

Along about all the warm month of June
The summer afternoon's willows shall weep
For she will return to me again soon
When marble walls' ivy begins to creep

The summer afternoon's willows shall weep
I sit and ponder upon her dear face
When marble walls' ivy begins to creep
In that hour we will indeed leave this place.

I sit and ponder upon her dear face
Recalling fond gardens bursting in bloom
In that hour we will indeed leave this place.
Only then will my still heart's beats resume

Recalling fond gardens bursting in bloom
Placed in memory above where you rest
Only then will my still heart's beats resume
Upon this mocking grave that I attest

Placed in memory above where you rest
Along about all the warm month of June
Upon this mocking grave that I attest
For she will return to me again soon