I Love You

I love you

Hums the April breeze.

I love you

Echo the hills.

I love you

The golden dawn agrees

As once more she sees

Daffodils.

It's spring again

And birds on the wing again

Start to sing again

The old melody.

I love you,

That's the song of songs

And it all belongs

To you and me.

It's spring again

And birds on the wing again

Start to sing again

The old melody.

I love you,

That's the song of songs

And it all belongs

To you and me.