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 [bad word] 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.