She’s the most beautiful whom you can’t stare
To catch whose lovin’ eyes you’d never dare
Whose lovely face makes eternal joy spring
Whose sweet smile love to your throbbin’ heart brings.
The welcome signs of summer
Remind me of better times somewhere,
The growing colors of tomorrow
Speak of faded days long ago,
Was walking through the streets the other day
Met a man named Dorian Gray;
He asked, 'How did you become this way
And what did you barter it for, anyway?