oh dear the eye that softly looks oh dear the heart that foundly loves though but a tender babe thy arth the graces all grow up with thee oh dear the wind that pulls the trees oh dear the rain that softly falls though but a tender babe thy arth the graces all grow up with thee oh sweet the night that holds your name oh sweet the star that truly shines though but a tender babe thy arth the graces all grow up with thee oh dear the eye that softly looks oh dear the heart that foundly loves though but a tender babe thy arth the graces all grow up with thee