Beloved - Ruth Etting

The breeze brought a story of love to a rose

Whispered it low at the summer day’s close

Youth brought the rose to a beautiful miss

She heard the dear little rose whisper this

Because of you, the skies are blue

Beloved, beloved

Because you smile, it’s all worthwhile

Beloved, beloved

Because we care, this goodbye

Could not mean love will die

Where e’er I go, I’ll dream of my

Beloved, beloved

Because of you, the skies are blue

Beloved, beloved

Because you smile, it’s all worthwhile

Beloved, beloved

Because we care, this goodbye

Could not mean love will die

Where e’er I go, I’ll dream of my

Beloved, beloved