Lean Out of the Window Lyrics by Muriel Herbert
Lean out of the window
Goldenhair
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Lean out of the window
Goldenhair
I dare not ask to kiss
I dare not beg a smile
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough
There is wind where the rose was;
Cold rain where sweet grass was;
Baby, baby dear
Earth and heaven are near
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
You haste away so soon;
Whoever stole you from that bush of broom
I think he envied me my happiness
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;