I sit here quietly and watch the sun set Thinking of someone that I've never met I wonder does she think of me too Needless to say I am thinking of you Wanting to hold you, to see your face To take you away to a better place You feel so right, too good to be true I just can't stop thinking of you My friends say that I might regret Losing my heart to a girl I've not met I say there is nothing I can do I cannot help thinking of you I believe you were made special for me But wonder if that could possibly be I'm tired of being so alone and blue But I always smile when thinking of you Diaphenia, like the daffadowndilly, White as the sun, fair as the lily, Heigh ho, how I do love thee! I do love thee as my lambs Are belovëd of their dams— How blest were I if thou wouldst prove me! Diaphenia, like the spreading roses, That in thy sweets all sweets incloses, Fair sweet, how I do love thee! I do love thee as each flower Loves the sun's life-giving power, &n bsp; For, dead, thy breath to life might move me. Diaphenia, like to all things blessed, When all thy praises are expressëd, Dear joy, how I do love thee! As the birds do love the spring, Or the bees their careful king,— Then in requite, sweet virgin, love me! women are the sweetness of life."