THE EXPLANATION
How do I know I love you?
Why, because
When you’re away, d’ye see,
I kind o’ wanders lonesome like
An’ frets,
’Cause you’re not there with me.
An’ when I meet you by the stile
At night,
And not a soul to see,
I scarce durst speak to you because
You’re you, an’ I’m just me.