Love Song

I love my life, but not too well   To give it to thee like a flower, So it may pleasure thee to dwell   Deep in its perfume but an hour. I love my life, but not too well. I love my life, but not too well   To sing it note by note away, So to thy soul the song may tell   The beauty of the desolate day. I love my life, but not too well. I love my life but not too well   To cast it like a cloak on thine, Against the storms that sound and swell   Between thy lonely heart and mine. I love my life, but not too well.