O, When My Lady Comes Lyrics

Storm & Stress O, When My Lady Comes

O, when my lady comes
And with love, I behold her

And when my lady comes
And with love, I behold her
I take my beating heart
In these arms, I enfold her
My heart is filled with joy divine
For I am hers and she is mine

O, when her soft embrace
Does give me a completeness
Perfumes of Arabia
Anoint me with their sweetness
And when her lips are pressed to mine
I am drunk and need no wine