Tangled In Thought Am I, Stumble In Speech Do I? Do I Blunder And Blush For The Reason Why? Wander Aloof Do I, Lean Over Gates And Sigh, Making Friends With The Bee And The Butterfly? If Thus And Thus I Do, Dazed By The Thought Of You, Walking My Sorrowful Way In The Early Dew, My Heart Cut Through And Through In This Despair Of You, Starved For A Word Or A Look Will My Hope Renew: Give Then A Thought For Me Walking So Miserably, Wanting Relief In The Friendship Of Flower Or Tree; Do But Remember, We Once Could In Love Agree, Swallow Your Pride, Let Us Be As We Used To Be.