The Hour For Thee and Me |
Stephen Foster, 1852
When day breaks forth on the dewy lawn, And all seems mirth and glee, When bird their sweetest songs awake Is the hour for thee and me |: The hour for thee and me, :| When birds their sweetest songs awake Is the hour for thee and me. | 2. When perfumes from the closing flowers Are wafted o'er the lea, And vespers float upon the gale, Is the hour for thee and me, |: The hour for thee and me, :| When vespers float upon the gale Is the hour for thee and me. |
3. When night beholds her starry realm Reflected on the sea, When moonbeams dance upon the rill, Is the hour for thee and me, |: The hour for thee and me, :| When moonbeams dance upon the rill, Is the hour for thee and me. |