If I Knew

If I knew what the Nightingale sings in her song If I knew why the meadow Is sweet all day long If I knew how the Mockingbird trills to his dove His sad sweet secret of love Then I'd know how the Mountaintop reaches so high Then I'd know how the Moonlight softens a sigh Then I'd know how the Ramblers bloom as they do And at last, I'd know The secret of you