After You

Though with joy I should be reeling
That at last you came my way
There’s no further use concealing
That I’m feeling far from gay
For the rare allure about you
Makes me all the plainer see
How inane, how vain, how empty life without you would be
After you, who
Could supply my sky of blue?
After you, who
Could I love?
After you, why
Should I take the time to try
For who else could qualify
After you, who?
Hold my hand and swear
You’ll never cease to care
For without you there what could I do?
I could search years
But who else could change my tears
Into laughter after you?