Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman. Let's go make a picture. On the island of Stromboli. Ingrid Bergman. . Ingrid Bergman, you're so pretty. You'd make any mountain quiver.
I was born at half past twelve, almost one in the morning. I was born at half past one, almost two in the morning. Now my birthday comes again and I don't know how old I am.
I guess I planted some long lonesome seed of a song. Way down inside me long ago. And now I can't remember when it was. But it joined up with the rest of them and grows.
Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman. Let's go make a picture. On the island of Stromboli. Ingrid Bergman. . Ingrid Bergman, you're so pretty. You'd make any mountain quiver.
I was born at half past twelve, almost one in the morning. I was born at half past one, almost two in the morning. Now my birthday comes again and I don't know how old I am.
I guess I planted some long lonesome seed of a song. Way down inside me long ago. And now I can't remember when it was. But it joined up with the rest of them and grows.