These are the days of loving you 
In the soft tones of the autumn leaves
And the sheavesof golden corn that match the colour of your hair 
I  love you in the golden brown and in the breeze that softly sighs 
And indeed the lovely autumn light that shines within your eyes 
I  love the very thought of you 
You  soft and tender yearning and how this helpless heart of mine
Is ever gently burning 
I  love the time of you and me 
And how this  love has grown 
From early spring and winter chill
From a seed that was newly sown 
I  love the days we have known and those we have to come 
And dearest Rose of Albany  
You are my only one