I want you when the shades of eve are falling
   And purpling shadows drift across the land;
When sleepy birds to loving mates are calling...
   I want the soothing softness of your hand.

I want you when the stars shine above me,
   And Heaven's flooded with the bright moonlight;
I want you with your arms and lips to love me
   Throughout the wonder watches of the night.

I want you when in dreams I sitll remember
   The lingering of your kiss...for old times sake...
With al your gentle ways, so sweetly tender,
   I want you in the morning when I wake.

I want you when the day is at its noontime,
   Sun-steeped and quiet, or drenched with sheets of rain;
I want you when the roses bloom in June-time;
   I want you when the violets come again.

I want you when my soul is thrilled with passion;
   I want you when I'm weary and depressed;
I want you when in lazy, slumbrous fashion
   My senses need the haven of your breast.

I want you when through the field and wood I'm roaming;
   I want you when I'm standing on the shore;
I want you when the summer birds are homing...
   And when they've flown...I want you more and more.

I want you, dear, through every changing season;
   I want you with a tear and a smile;
I want you more than any rhyme or reason...
   I want you, want you, want you...all the while.