no New years Day to celebrate,
 No chocolate covered candy heart
 to give away,
 no first of spring, no songs to sing,
 In fact, here’s just another ordinary day.

 [bad word] 
 I just called to say

 I love you;
 I just called to say how match
 I care;
 I just called to say
 I love you,
 And I mean it from the bottom of my heart. 

 No April rain,
 No flowers’ bloom,
 No wedding Saturday 
 Within the month of June.
 But what it is, is something [bad word] 
 Made up of these words
 that I must say to you.

 No summer’s high, no warm July, 
 No harvest moon to light 
 One tender August night,
 No autumn breeze, no falling
 leaves,
 Not even time for birds to fly to southern
 skies.

 No Libra sun,
 No Helloween,
 No giving thanks for
 All the Christmas joy you bring, 
 But what it is, 
 Tho’ old, so new, 
 To fill heart like no three words
 Could ever do.