Since I still tell you my every day, my darling, I think you always hear me from the sweet away, the sweet away. Did you see us picnicking at lakeside in the state park today? All these things I want you to be part of, darling, you’ll be.
One song singing through this neighborhood is loneliness. Since I still tell you my everyday I think you hear, with a perfect vision now, oh with a perfect ear to me. All my life I don’t find anyone like you.
I wish you’d be at Bethany. I wish you’d come to violin with me. Since I still tell you my every day, all these things I want you to be part of, darling, you’ll be.