The Heart has many Doors —
I can but knock —
For any sweet “Come in”
Impelled to hark —
Not saddened by repulse,
Repast to me
That somewhere, there exists,
Supremacy —
The Heart has many Doors —
I can but knock —
For any sweet “Come in”
Impelled to hark —
Not saddened by repulse,
Repast to me
That somewhere, there exists,
Supremacy —