Younger Than Springtime

I touch your hand

And my arms grow strong

Like a pair of birds

That burst with song

My eyes look down

At your lovely face

And I hold the world

In my embrace

Younger than springtime, are you,

Softer than starlight, are you,

Angel and lover, heaven and earth,

Are you to me.

And when your youth

And joy invade my arms

And fill my heart as now they do

Then younger than springtime am I

Gayer than laughter am I

Angel and lover, heaven and earth

Am I, with you!

And when your youth

And joy invade my arms

And fill my heart as now they do

Then younger than springtime, am I,

Gayer than laughter, am I,

Angel and lover, heaven and earth,

Am I with you.