Empty Boxes Lyrics

A beggar me, a count of empty boxes

That is all I own in this world
Oh Diana, sweet Diana

To flirt & fling a young girl dressed in ribbons

Taking fancies to those like you
Oh Diana, sweet Diana

Yet you wait with mourning in your hair

& now I need good reason, but I've none to spare

You are just a leaf that I have turned

& I am like a match that slowly burns
(repeat verse 1