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.