Because you come to me with naught but love
And hold my hand and lift mine eyes above
A wider world of hope and joy I see
Because you come to me
Because you speak to me in accents sweet
I find the roses waking 'round my feet
And I am led through tears and joy to thee
Because you speak to me
Because God made thee mine
I'll cherish thee through light and darkness all the time
To be and pray His love they make our love divine
Bеcause God made thee mine
Because was written by Guy d’Hardelot & Edward Teschemacher.