I want you when the shades of eve are falling
And purple shadows drift across the land ;
When sleepy birds to loving mates are calling--
I want the soothing softness of your hand.

I want you when the stars shine up above me,
And Heaven's flooded with the bright moonlight ;
I want you with your arms and lips to love me
Throughout the wonder watches of the night.

I want you when in dreams I still remember
The ling'ring of your kisses--for old time's sake--
With all your gentle ways , so sweetly tender.
I want you in the morning when I wake.

I want you when the day is at its noontime,
Sun-steeped and quiet , or drenched with sheets of rain ;
I want you when the roses bloom in June-time ;
I want you when the violets come again.

I want you when my soul is thrilled with passion ;
I want you when I'm weary and depressed ;
I want you when in lazy , slumberous fashion
My senses need the haven of your breast.
I want you when through field and wood I'm roaming ;
I want you when I'm standing on the shore ;
I want you when the summer birds are homing--
And when they've flown--I want you more and more.
I want you , dear, through every changing season ;
I want you with a tear or with a smile ;
I want you more than any rhyme or reason--
I want you, want you, want you, ---all the while.