I'll meet you down on Silver Street
Where the lovers meet
And we'll go walking about
And do what lovers will do
And there we will swear to be constant and true

Love made me faithful
Love made me kind
Love made me see myself in a new
And glorious way
I'd been blind

And I'll meet you...

Love is not in beauty or grace
Or your golden hair
Love is not in your smiling face
But the surge of joy when I
See you there

And I'll meet you...

Sweet talk and laughter and
Holding hands
The future belongs to the lovers
We'll live the life only
Lovers can

And I'll meet you...