Rosalind

Music and Lyric by David W. Jacobsen
Copyright 2012. All Rights Reserved.

(Orlando)
I dream of Rosalind
I write these words for her
No jewel like Rosalind
Her worth is in the wind
Helen, Lucretia, Cleopatra
Rosalind of many parts, my heart

(Rosalind)
Yes men have come and gone
On the stage for applause
But when the curtain falls
No end by love's the cause
So you call me Rosalind and I
Will show you what you really need to see

Oh Rosalind, in the woods where we hide
Rosalind
Oh Rosalind, in the wood where we find
Rosalind, in the woods where we hide
In the woods where we find
In the woods where we hide

(Orlando)
No I can't tell you how
My heart's on many bough
And I will take them in
Thoughts flying for they're winged
Oh the words I long to say to her
And should she frown, her stare would make me fall

(Rosalind)
Men, April when they woo
December when they wed
Maids, May when they are young
Time changes them as wives.
My jealousy will grow beyond desires
Locked together until one expires

Oh Rosalind, in the woods where we hide
Rosalind
Oh Rosalind, in the wood where we find
Rosalind, in the woods where we hide
In the woods where we find
In the woods where we hide