Sit still, and listen to the sound
then tell me what you hear
some will say nothing, others many things
can you hear the love, I have for you , my dear

A glass of wine, a pint of cool beer
simple pleasures, yet so great
basic needs, nothing overdone
nothing to scorn, or berate

And we'll go sailing through stormy weather
pushing against an ebbing tide
fishing from a river bank
casting our net far and wide

If we knew how to push the right buttons
if our vote stood for anything worthwhile
if all of us were gainfully employed
it sure would broaden our smile

but now lets return to the opening line
the question of what you can hear
listen to how I feel sweet pea
it's the sound of love, I have for you, my dear