Because, Pt. 2 - Perry Como

Because, you come to me

With naught save love

And hold my hand and lift mine eyes above

A wider world of hope and joy I see

Because you come to me!

Because you speak to me in accent sweet

I find the roses waking 'round my feet

And I am led through tears and joy to thee

Because you speak to me!

Because God made thee mine

I’ll cherish thee

Through light and darkness through all time to be

And pray His love may make our love divine

Because God made thee mine!