All My Love's Laughter

All my love's laughter

And all my love's faces

She comes in the morning, her cloak in her arm

She's following after

The king of all places

And your tendress warming

Will bruise all her charms

Don't lose your heart too

That beautiful sinner

She wants without shouting

Her life now

She stands in the shade

And the sun is there, in her

But you never know

Till it's night.

All my love's softness

And all my love's graces

She carries on these things

In a tiny white glove

She hides all her lostness

In satins and laces

And everyone says, She's searching for a true love

Don't try to hold on

To say truth proudly

She stands with the flock

All alone on the hill

Her stockings are hung

And her eyes are so shaded

She's winning and you never will