De Perry Como


Because, you come to me,
with naught save love,
and hold my hand and lift mine eyes above,
a wider world of hope and joy I see,
because you come to me!

Because you speak to me in accent sweet,
I find the roses waking `round my feet,
and I am led through tears and joy to thee,
because you speak to me!

Because God made thee mine,
I`ll cherish thee,
through light and darkness through all time to be,
and pray His love may make our love divine,
because God made thee mine!