



I have known joy
What is taken is lost
What is borrowed is used
What is stolen destroys
What is given will soothe
If moonlight be the measure of thy grace Then starlight resting gently o'er thy face
Little heart thief
Soft and warm
Gently wriggling in my arms
Little heart thief
Young and wise
Old and new in your big brown eyes
Little heart theif
A gift to stand
Sucking on the tentacles of your old Grand
When we were small you came to me My friend, my playmate heart to heart