It was the day, much expected, br I'd agreeded to meet her, br my little woman, and still, for me, br my little child, my love, the greatest. br br I felt the fever rushing, br higher and higher, through me, br until it beat me, it knocked me, br completely asleep. br br I heard a clean soft bell, br through half-consciousness, br It was her! on the phone, br asking for me, quite upset. br br Though weak, suddenly, br it came to me, so clear: br she missed me! , and br was protesting for our meeting I missed. br br Next Sunday, lunch together, br next Sunday, I'll see her dear face, br next Sunday, I'll be strong than ever, br I know she loves me, that's all I need.