It sure is good to see you girl. You're still the only one. You're looking just as lovely. As the day our love was born. Remember when you told me. I could make it on my own.
Have you heard there's a place called the Young Land. Where a kiss is worth more than pure gold. Lovers walkin' in hand in search of this land. Where true love will never grow old.
Your cheatin' heart will make you weep. You'll try and try and try to sleep. But sleep won't come the whole night through. Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.
(You've made up for everything). . You are the trip to the land that was too far away. The violin I never could play. The song in my heart that I never could sing.
You're my everything underneath the sun. You're my everything grow up into one. You're my only dream, my only real reality. You're my idea of a perfect personality.
You're nobody till somebody loves you. You're nobody till somebody cares. You may be king you may posses the world and its gold. But gold won't bring you happiness when you're growing old.
You're the only star in my blue heaven. And you're shining just for me. You're the only star in my blue heaven. And in dreams your face I see. . You're the guiding light that brightens up the night.
You'd better stop tellin' lies about me. For I'm gonna tell the truth about you. Now you pretend you're an angel but, baby, if that's true. Someone must have clipped your wings before I met you.
You'll never know just how much I miss you. You'll never know just how much I care. And if I tried I still couldn't hide my love for you. You ought to know for Heaven I told you so a million or more times.
Though I only see you now and then. It's just enough to break my heart again. Cause you still got a hold on me. It hurts to ask how you've been. And walk away from you like some old friend.
YOU MUST HAVE BEEN A BEAUTIFUL BABY. Writers Harry Warren, Johnny Mercer. . You must have been a beautiful baby, you must have been a wonderful child . . . When you were only startin' to go to kindergarten I bet you drove the little boys wild! An' when it came to winning blue ribbons, you must have shown the other kids how . . . I can see the judge's eyes as they handed you the prize I bet you made the cutest bow! Oh!, You must have been a beautiful baby, 'cause baby look at you now Does your dad appreciate that you are merely great? Does your mother realize you're such a treat for the eyes? You must have been a beautiful baby, you must have been a wonderful child . . . When you were only startin' to go to kindergarten I bet you drove the little boys wild! An' when it came to winning blue ribbons, you must have shown the other kids how . . . I can see the judge's eyes as they handed you the prize I bet you made the cutest bow! Oh!, You must have been a beautiful baby, 'cause baby look at you now . . . ( she's a cutie! ) baby look at you now . . ..
I cried a tear, you wiped it dry. I was confused, you cleared my mind. I sold my soul, you bought it back for me. And held me up and gave me dignity. Somehow you needed me.
I'm hearing funny stories and they're far from being true. But you know how talk gets around. Those busy tongues are wagging saying I walked out on you.
Buy yourself a cottage with a picket fence around. High upon the hilltop a few miles out from town. Wrap yourself in loneliness and try to have a ball.
Born in the heat of the desert. My mother died giving me life. Deprived of the love of a father. Blamed for the loss of his wife. . You know Lord I've been in a prison.
You can't be true dear there's nothing more to say. I trusted you dear hoping we find the way. Your kisses tell me that you and I are through. But I'll keep loving you although you can't be true.
ou don't need me anymore you're not a girl out in the cold. Searching for someone to care reaching for a hand to hold. . Someone to turn to until your heart was well again.
Your walls are lines with pictures of your triumphs through the years. Your doors is bolted tight against all wordly want and fear. But you left your passion and your pain with your first love back in school.
YOU BELONG TO ME. Writers Pee Wee King, Chilton Price, Redd Stewart. . See the pyramids along the Nile Watch the sun rise on a tropic isle Just remember, darling, all the while You belong to me. See the marketplace in old Algiers Send me photographs and souvenirs But remember when a dream appears You belong to me. I'll be so alone without you Maybe you'll be lonesome too---and blue Fly the ocean in a silver plane Watch the jungle when it's wet with rain Just remember till you're home again You belong to me.
You are so beautiful to me. You are so beautiful to me. Can't you see?. You're everything I hoped for. You're everything I need. You are so beautiful to me.