Ruth Etting
Beloved
The breeze brought a story of love to a rose
Whispered it low at the summer day's close
Youth brought the rose to a beautiful miss
She heard the dear little rose whisper this

Because of you, the skies are blue
Beloved, beloved
Because you smile, it's all worthwhile
Beloved, beloved

Because we care, this goodbye
Could not mean love will die
Where e'er I go, I'll dream of my
Beloved, beloved

Because of you, the skies are blue
Beloved, beloved
Because you smile, it's all worthwhile
Beloved, beloved

Because we care, this goodbye
Could not mean love will die
Where e'er I go, I'll dream of my
Beloved, beloved