Day After Day He Comes And Goes Away

Day After Day He Comes And Goes
Away.
Go, And Give Him A Flower From My
Hair, My Friend.
If He Asks Who Was It That Sent It, I
Entreat You Do Not Tell Him My Name--
For He Only Comes And Goes Away.
He Sits On The Dust Under The Tree.
Spread There A Seat With Flowers And
Leaves, My Friend.
His Eyes Are Sad, And They Bring
Sadness To My Heart.
He Does Not Speak What He Has In
Mind; He Only Comes And Goes Away.