Oh, love’s like the mist of the morning
When kissed by the sunrise glow,
Like the scent of the evening breezes,
From banks where the vi’lets grow.
It’s coming makes the world more bright!
To our bewildered eyes
Discloses in its golden light,
A glimpse of Paradise!
Love comes comes like a butterfly
Love comes don’t let him flutter by!
Who can say!
Love shall ever a second time
When love has flown like the butterfly
Recall is vain!
Oh, love’s like the touch of a moonbeam,
That silvers a dreaming rose,
Like the restless tide of the ocean,
That ever ebbs and flows,
Love’s voice is in the falling rain,
Love smiles where starlight gleams
The sad old world for gets its pain
In love’s young radiant dreams!
Sears, Zelda and Levey, Harold, "Love Comes Like a Butterfly" (1920). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1425.
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