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.