The very thought of you, and I forget to do
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you.
They try to tell us we're too young,
And yet we're not too young to know
There's a small hotel
There's a bridal suite,
Looking through the window
We'll sleep in our little shell together,
The falling leaves-drift by my window.
Since you went away-the days grow long,
C'est une chanson-Qui nous resemble
toiqui m'ai mais-Moi qui t'ai mais
It seems we stood and talked like this before.
The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore.
Some things that happen for the first time
In the still of the night
In the still of the night
Do you love me
Or will this dream of mine
My funny Valentine,
Your looks are laughable,
Is your figure less than Greek?
But don't change your hair for me,
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The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do.
I'm living in a kind of daydream.
I'm happy as a king.
And foolish though it may seem, to me, that's everything.
You'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near to you.
I see your face in every flower,
Your eyes in stars above.
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love.
Too young to really be in love.
They say that love's a word,
A word we only heard,
But can't begin to know the meaning of.
This love will last tho' years may go.
And then some day they may recall
We were not too young at all.
With a wishing well.
I wish that we were there together.
One room bright and neat,
Complete for us to share
together.
you can see a distant steeple,
Not a sign of people.
Who wants people
When the steeple bell
says
Good night, sleep well.
And we will thank the small hotel.
The Autumn leaves-of red and gold.
I see your lips-the summer kisses,
The sun burned hands-I used to hold.
And soon I'll hear-old winter song.
But I miss you most of all-my darling,
When Autumn leaves-start to fall.
Toi tu m'ai mois-Et je t'ai mais
nous vi vions tous-Les deux ensemble
Mais la vie sé pare-Ceux qui s'ai ment
Tout doucement-Sansfaire de bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable-Les pas des amants désunis.
We looked at each other in the same way then,
But I can't remember where or when.
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then,
But I can't remember where or when.
Seem to be happening again.
And so it seems that we have met before
and laughed before
and loved before,
But who knows where or when?
As I gaze from my window
At the moon in its flight
My thoughts all stray to you.
While the world is in slumber,
Oh, the times without number,
Darling, when I say to you.
As I love you?
Are you my life to be,
My dream come true?
Fade out of sight
Like the moon
Growing dim
On the rim
Of the hill
In the chill,
Still of the Night?
Sweet comic Valentine,
You make me smile with your heart.
Unphotographable,
Yet you're my fav'rite work of art.
Is your mouth a little weak?
When you open it to speak,
Are you smart?
Not if you care for me.
Stay little Valentine,
stay.
Each day is Valentine's day.