Intro: (Fingering) I hear the sound of music Your favorite kind of music And that reminds me dear of you I see the summer roses Your favorite kind of roses And that reminds me to of you, dear If I could hear no music If there could be no roses No summer nights to make me dream, as I do Perhaps, I might forget you But in my heart I know That I need no reminder to miss you so I hear the sound of music Your favorite kind of music And that reminds me dear of you I see the summer roses Your favorite kind of roses And that reminds me to of you, dear If I could hear no music If there could be no roses No summer nights to make me dream, as I do Perhaps, I might forget you But in my heart I know That I need no reminder to miss you so I hear the sound of music