If I had to choose just one day
To last my whole life through
It would surely be that Sunday
The day that I met you
Newborn whippoorwills
were calling from the hills
Summer was a-coming in but fast
Lots of daffodils
were showing off their skills
Nodding all together,
I could almost hear them whisper
"Go on, kiss her,
go on and kiss her"
And if I had to choose one moment
To live within my heart
It would be that tender moment
Recalling how we started
Darling, it would be
when you smiled at me
That way,
that Sunday,
that summer