The Things I Love
HAROLD BARLOW, LEWIS HARRIS
The glow of sunset in the summer skies, the golden flicker of the fireflies,
The gleam of love light in your lovely eyes, these are the things I love.
A silver moonbeam peeping through the trees, a bed of tulips nodding in the breeze,
The look you give in answer to my pleas, these are the things I love.
Oh, once I thought that Life was just a winter thing, my heart was cold, and then
You came to me and like a breath of spring, you turned the silver snow to gold!
A robin's serenade when day is through, a bubbling brook beside our rendezvous,
Your sweet voice whispering "Darling, I love you", these are the things I love.