Return To Me

Return to me! Oh, heart of mine
That loved the beauty of a dream.
That did not count the passing time
Nor feared the flowing of that stream.

Return to me! Oh, my own heart.
My breast is filled with something dead.
My conscience tried and fell apart,
Teaching me bitterness instead.

Return to me! Oh, heart of mine;
Your fervency may fill this hole.
Your purity may cleanse my brine
And bring salvation to this soul.