Make the Man Love Me

I must try to make the man love me,

Make the man love me now;

Bye and bye I'll make the man happy,

I know how!He must see how badly I want him,

Want him just as he is;

May I say that, should the man ask me,

I'll be his!Can I tell the man just how dearly

Blessed we would be?

All the beauty I see so clearly,

Oh why can't he?So I pray to heaven above me,

Pray until day grows dim,

For a way to make the man love me

As I love him.