Pleasant as May

The midsummer sun shines but dim
 The fields try in vain to look gay
 But when I was happy with him
 December was pleasant as May
 There once was a time he and I
 Picked flowers to braid in my hair
 And the songbirds would sing a sweet song
 Of love that was tender and fair
 No difference did seasons make when
 Our love was as warm as the sun
 And it mattered not whether the snow
 Or the green grass kissed the fields where we'd run
 Now the midsummer sun shines but dim
 The fields try in vain to look gay
 But when I was happy with him
 December was pleasant as May
 Sweet flowers, sweet birds and sweet songs
 Have now lost their sweetness to me
 Forever my darling is gone
 And forever heartbroken are we
 Now the midsummer sun shines but dim
 The fields try in vain to look gay
 But when I was happy with him
 December was pleasant as May
 The midsummer sun shines but dim