If you're ever going to love me,
Love me now, while i may know,
All the sweet, tender, feelingsÂ
from which real affections flow.
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Love me now, while I am living;
Don't wait til  I am gone,
And carve upon my tomb in grievingÂ
Warm words of love in stone.
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If you wait til I am sleeping,
Never to wake again,
There will be walls of earth between us,
And i cannot hear you then.
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I won't need your fond caressesÂ
When the grass grows o'er my face.
I won't  want your love and kisses
In my final resting place.
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So if you're ever going to love me,
If it's but a little bit,
Won't you love me while I'm living,
So I can know and treasure it, From
now until the ending.
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