Are you tired of me, my darling?
Did you mean those words you said
That made me love you forever
Since the day when we were wed—
I still recall the springtime
When the two of us first met
And spoke words of warm affection,
Words my heart can ne'er forget.
Do you think the bloom's departed
From the cheeks you once thought fair?
Do you think I've grown cold-hearted
From a load of toil and care?
Tell me, would you do it over?
Or would you make it otherwise?
Are you tired of me, my darling?
Answer only with your eyes.
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