Mathilde Santing - It May Not Always Be So lyrics

It may not always be so And I say that if your lips Which I have loved Should touch another's And your dear strong fingers clutch His heart as mine in time Not far away If on another's face your sweet hair lay In such a silence as I know Or such great writing words as Uttering overmuch Stand helplessly before the spirit At bay If this should be I say if this should be You of my heart Send me a little word That I may go unto him And take his hands Saying, accept all happiness from me Then shall I turn face And hear one bird Sing terribly afar in The lost lands