"I Love You All The Time"

One summer's day
When the skies were blue,
Two little sweethearts
Like me and you,
Strolled and told the story old,
Just as we all have tried.
"If it is true,"
Said the boy impressed,
"That you love me
More than all the rest,
Tell me when you love me best?"
Softly the maid replied:

"I love you when it's sunshine,
I love you when it's gray,
And I love you through the night, love,
And I told you all the day.
No heart could ever carry
More precious trust than mine,
But I don't know when I love you best
For I love you all the time."

But said the boy
In a playful jest,
"There must be times
When you love me best,
Times when you are truer, too
That you will not deny.
Then if it's so
That this all must be,
"When," said the maid,
"Do you best love me?"
Laddie thought,
But quick to see,
He made the same reply.

"I love you when it's sunshine,
I love you when it's gray,
And I love you through the night, love,
And I told you all the day.
No heart could ever carry
More precious trust than mine,
But I don't know when I love you best
For I love you all the time."