[00:04.93]Were thine that special face
[00:11.68]The face that fills my dreaming,
[00:17.09]Were thine the rhythm'd grace,
[00:22.68]Were thine the form so lithe and slender,
[00:28.83]Were thine the arms so warm, so tender,
[00:35.62]Were thine the kiss divine,
[00:41.37]Were thine the love for me,
[00:47.28]The love that fills my dreaming,
[00:53.28]When all these charms are thine
[00:59.83]Then you'll be mine, all mine.
[01:10.06]I wrote a poem
[01:13.70]In classic style.
[01:16.58]I wrote it with my tongue in my cheek
[01:19.46]And my lips in a smile.
[01:23.08]But of late my poem
[01:25.92]Has a meaning so new,
[01:28.74]For to my surprise
[01:31.57]It suddenly applies
[01:33.99]To my darling--to you.
[01:42.62]Were thine that special face
[01:48.14]The face that fills my dreaming,
[01:54.99]Were thine the rhythm'd grace,
[02:01.50]Were thine the form so lithe and slender,
[02:08.08]Were thine the arms so warm, so tender,
[02:14.42]Were thine the kiss divine,
[02:21.09]Were thine the love for me,
[02:27.04]The love that fills my dreaming,
[02:33.68]When all these charms are thine
[02:40.75]Then you'll be mine, all mine.
[03:41.95]When all these charms are thine
[03:50.45]Then you'll be mine, all mine.