I wish that I could take your cares
And put them all away,
Neatly folded into drawers
While pleasure lights your smile.

I wish that joy could step inside
Your heart and stay awhile,
And all the rain could turn into
A rainbow in the sun.

And all our loneliness like mist
Could fade into the blue,
A memory of sad, hard times
That happened long ago.

But I cannot come home right now,
And you cannot come here;
And so our dreams must be the fields
On which we laugh and play.

If life cannot be what we want,
It will, it will be so;
For love can turn the harshest light
To gold through sheer affection.