dave stryker
if ever i would leave you
If ever I would leave you, it wouldn't be in summer. Seeing you in summer I never would go. Your hair streaked with sun-light, your lips red as flame, your face with a luster. That puts gold to shame.  But if I'd ever leave you, it couldn't be in autumn. How I'd leave in autumn I never will know. I've seen how you sparkle, when fall nips the air. I know you in autumn, and I must be there.  And could I leave you running merrily through the snow Or on a wintry evening when you catch the fire's glow  If ever I would leave you, how could it be in spring-time Knowing how in spring I'm bewitched by you so Oh, no! not in spring-time. Summer, winter or fall. No, never could I leave you at all.  No, never could I leave you at all.