Sweet And Lovely

Sweet And Lovely
Sweet and lovely, sweeter than the roses in May.
Sweet and lovely, heaven must have sent her my way.
Skies above me never were as blue as her eyes;
And she loves me, who would want a sweeter surprise?
When she nestles in my arms so tenderly,
There's a thrill that words cannot express.
In my heart a song of love is taunting me, melody haunting me.
Sweet and lovely, sweeter than the roses in May,
And she loves me, there is nothing more I can say.