the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

My love must be a kind of blind loveI can't see

Speak low, when you speak loveOur summer day withers away too

Well, I think I'm goin' out of my headYes, I think

You always looked a little out of placeAll grown up with

The bells, the bells, ringing everywhere for the sound of christmas

Move over, sun, and give me some skyI got me some

tales can come true, it can happen to youIf

Once I had a secret loveThat lived within the heart of

That certain night, the night we metThere was magic abroad in

night is the loneliest night of the week'Cause that's the

Sleep warm, sleep tight, when you turn off the lightSleep warm,

Don't like goodbyes, tears or sighsI'm not too good at leaving

I love you, I love youIs all that I can sayI

glad the many millions of Annabelles and LilliansWould be

I would gather stars out of the blue, for you, for

She's a snooty little cutie, she's a burgulous skirtShe's a knockout

Sammy Davis Jr: Thank you. I would like.(pop)Frank Sinatra: How about

Empty rooms behind me, no more nights aloneA table and some

When I was a leanerI sought truth night and dayI asked