Louise

Ev'ry little breeze seems to whisper Louise.

Birds in the trees seem to twitter Louise.

Each little rose tells me it knows

I love you, Love you.

Ev'ry little beat I feel in my heart,
seems to repeat what I felt at the start.
Each little sign tells me that
I adore you, Louise.

Anyone can see why I wanted your kiss.
It had to be but the wonder is this.

Can it be true, someone like you

Can love me, Louise ?