(arnheim, tobias and lamare)



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