Who Are We? - Vera Lynn

Who are we to doubt the things we see, a rose, a leaf, a tree

And who are they to dare to say our love can never be

Ask yourself or ask the friendly dove why bluebirds mate above

Then who are we to turn the key that locks the door to love

As sure as summer follows spring

As sure as Sunday church bells ring

As sure as oceans ever flow I know I know

Love is all for mortals such as we, just fools would disagree

So to deny a love so true my darling who are we