Now I’ve got to know what is and isn’t mine, If you received my letter, Tellin’ you I’d soon be free, Then you’ll know just what to do, If
Songs of the PERRY COMO
like a home Christmas with your Dad and Mother, Sis an’ Brother there! With their hearts humming at your home comin’ and that Merry Yuletide spirit in the air!
Come fly away! ( Come fly away! ) With me! ( With me! ) With me! ( With me! ) Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean, The unborn
the sun goes right on shinin’ there are apples on the apple tree ain’t life a funny thing, flowers bloom an’ birds still sing an’ everything’s the same except
Let’s forget about domani, Let’s forget about domani, For domani never comes! ) Let’s for get about domani, Let’s for get about domani, Let’s for get about domani, For
And not so very ordinary girl, or name. . . But who’s to blame, For a love that wouldn’t bloom, For the hearts that never played in tune? Like
And as far as IЎЇm concerned, IЎЇm glad I got a chance to say, That I do believe I love you! And if I should ever go away, Well
There’s a kind of a hush, all over the world, tonight, all over the world you can hear the sound of lovers in love! You know what I mean?
e-lim-inate the negative, ac-cent-thu-ate the positive, an’ latch on! ) You gotta accent-thu-ate the positive, E-lim-inate the negative, An’ latch on To the affirmative Don’t mess with Mister in-between!
Beautiful music of love! ) We’re not in Venice, in a gondola, beneath the skies of blue, and yet it seems we’re there signorina an’ I’m close to you!