But the smiles of love are the sweetest of all.
There’s the kiss sweet-blown from the finger tips,
The kiss of good-bye when the tear-drops fall;
There’s the kiss of a cherishing mother’s lips,
But the kiss of love is the sweetest of all.
There are songs that sing in a minor key,
And songs that the listening heart appall;
There are songs that sing like the constant sea,
But the songs of love are the sweetest of all.