She comes to me so sweet and free She's all the things I want to be Her love fills the need in me And makes my life be Words come so hard to me A poet, I don't claim to be So I'll express my love for her With this melody Violets and daffodils Snowflakes and whippoorwills Honeysuckles on the vine Moonlight and apple wine Picnics in early June Soft skin and sweet perfume Blond hair and big blue eyes That say "I love you" These are a few of the things These are a few of the things That make me think of her Play, play sweet guitar Play a tune sweet guitar Play for her Violets and daffodils Snowflakes and whippoorwills Honeysuckles on the vine Moonlight and apple wine Picnics in early June Soft skin and sweet perfume Blond hair and big blue eyes That say "I love you" These are a few of the things These are a few of the things That make me think of her Play, play sweet guitar Play a tune sweet guitar Play for her