Darling, you and I know the rea - son why
A summer sky is blue,
And we know why birds in the trees
Sing mel - o - dies, too,
And why love will grow from the first "hel - lo"
Until the last "good - bye."
So to sweet ro - mance, there is just one answer -
(First Time:)
You and I.
(Last Time:)
You and I.