Love in Bloom - Spike Jones and the City Slickers, Jones, The City Slickers

Can it be the trees

That fill the dream

With rare and magic perfume

Oh, no, it isn’t the trees

It’s love in bloom

Can it be the spring

That seems to bring

The moonlight into my room

Oh, no, it isn’t the spring

It’s love in bloom

My heart was the vessel

You planted the seed

And this is the flower

This are the sweet fulfillment

Is it all a dream

This joy supreme

That comes to me in the gloom

Oh, no it isn’t a dream

It’s love in bloom

Oh, no, it isn’t a dream

It’s…

Oh, no, it isn’t a dream

It’s…

Oh, no, it isn’t a dream

It’s…