[Josephine:]
Ah, my dear one, if you only knew
How I really love and worship you,
Hard though the lesson you've taught me,
Close to your heart it has brought me.
Proud and wilful I have always been,
But my folly now at last I've seen,
And there is nothing I would not do
For love of you.
Many were my girlish fancies,
Wond'rous schemes, golden dreams,
Foolish were my fair romances,
Passed away in a day;
But my heart cries out to you yet,
Can you not forgive and forget.
Forget the past,
Forgive at last!
Ah, my dear one, if you only knew
How I really love and worship you,
Hard though the lesson you've taught me,
Close to your heart it has brought me.
Proud and wilful I have always been,
But my folly now at last I've seen,
And there is nothing I would not do
For love of you.