All My Love's Laughter

All my love's laughter All my love's graces He comes in the morning His cloak in his arms He's following after The king of all places And your tenderest warning Will bruise all his charm Don't lose your heart To the beautiful sinner He walks without shining his light now He stands in the shade And the sun is there in him But you'll never know till it's night All my love's softness All my love's faces He carries all things In a tiny while glove He hides all his lostness In satins and laces And evеryone says He's searching for sweet lovе Don't try to hold on To Satan's proud baby He stands with his flock All alone on the hill His stockings are hung And his eyes are so shady He's winning and you never will Don't try to hold on To Satan's proud baby He stands with his flock All alone on the hill His stockings are hung And his eyes are so shady He's winning and you never will