THE REASON

Do you know what moves the tides

As they swing from low to high?

‘ Tis the love, love, love,

Of the moon within the sky.

Oh! they follow where she guides,

Do the faithful-hearted tides.

Do you know what moves the earth

Out of winter into spring?

‘ Tis the love, love, love,

Of the sun, the mighty king.

Oh the rapture that finds birth

In the kiss of sun and earth!

Do you know what makes sweet songs

Ring for me above earth's strife?

‘ Tis the love, love, love,

That you bring into my life,

Oh the glory of the songs

In the heart where love belongs!