Wherever you are
You shall be my star
Flashing near
Or smoldering far
I am happy when I bask in your light
All I ask is that you may bask
All I ask
In my mind I hear the sound
Of every happy fount
Fresh as fresh is found
Fresh as fresh is found
And we're singing, singing without tears
And we're clinging, clinging without fears
And we're singing, singing without tears
And we're clinging, clinging without fears
These the good years
These the good years
And we're singing, singing without tears
And we're clinging, clinging without fears
And we're singing, singing without tears
And we're clinging, clinging without fears