A Book of Songs for Anne Marie - Baby Dee

I’ll make a book of songs for my Anne Marie

With every good beginning and every grateful end

And every grateful end to close upon a world of good

My arms to close upon a world of good

As nature’s best pretense as her sweetest lie

That branch’s furthest bud to reach a winter sky

To reach a winter sky and close upon a world of good

My arms to close upon a world of good

A garden gate of arms for a fertile field

I’ll find a man to hold you as a fountain sealed

As a fountain sealed and close upon a world of good

My arms to close upon a world of good

As sunlight comes to sorry stone

So come, my love

And take this sorriest stone of all

To find a grateful place

That warm and sunlit wall

My arms to close upon a world of good

My arms to close upon a world of good