(I Love You) and Don't You Forget It

I love you, Hums an april breeze, I love you, Echo the hills! I love you, The golden dawn agrees, As once more she sees, Daffodils! It's spring again, And birds on the wing again, Start to sing again, The old melodies! I love you, That's the song of songs, And it all belongs, To you and me I love you . . . Hums an april breeze, I love you . . . Echo the hills! I love you . . . The golden dawn agrees, As once more she sees, Daffodils! It's spring again, And birds on the wing again, Start to sing again, The old melodies! ( mellow, melodies . . . ) I love you, That's the song of songs, And it all belongs, To you and me. And it all belongs, To you and me!