The glow of sunset in the Summer skies,
The golden flicker of the fireflies,
The gleam of lovelight 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 into gold.
A robin's serenade when day is through,
The babbling brook beside our rendezvous,
Your sweet voice whispering, "Darling, I love you!"
These are the things I love.
credits
from Faces inédites, 1929–1960,
released January 15, 2020
Music by Lew Harris (after Tchaikovsky) and Lyrics by Harold Barlow (1941).
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