The golden flicker of the fire flies, The gleam of love light in your lovely eyes, These are the things I love. A silver moonbeam peeping through the trees, A bed of tulips nodding in the breeze, The look you you give in answer to my pleas, These are the things I love. Oh! once I thought that life was just a winter thing, My heart was cold, And then you came to me and like a breath of spring You turned the silver snow to gold. A robin's serenade when day is thru, The babbling brook beside our rendezvous, Your sweet voice whispering "Darling I love you" These are the things I love.