
You From my window I glimpse the sea. From the shore I closer be. Imagination carries me across. ‘Tis but You, I long to see. from the Childhood Remedy and Other Such collection . . . j
You From my window I glimpse the sea. From the shore I closer be. Imagination carries me across. ‘Tis but You, I long to see. from the Childhood Remedy and Other Such collection . . . j