Just found joyI'm as happy as a baby boyWhen he's playing

Writer(s): Gershwin/GershwinThey're writing songs of love - but not for meA

solo by Beverly find me a gypsy and get

Frank with (chorus)(If the future proves sweet, would it tell us

now, the end is nearAnd so I face the

got you under my skinI've got you deep in the

A little voice keeps talking to meFrom (a) way down deep

YesterdaysYesterdaysDays I knew as happy, sweetSequestered daysOlden daysGolden daysDays of mad

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

Just friendsLovers no moreJust friendsBut not like beforeTo think of what

of the border, down Mexico wayThat's where I fell

I never knew the charm of springNever met it face to

Night and day, you are the oneOnly you 'neath the moon

got the world on a stringSitting on a rainbowGot the

I could make you care if only you'd let meI could

On the island of StromboliRecklessly, I gave my heartOn the island

Dry your eyes and take your song outIt's a newborn afternoonIf

I, I who have nothingI, I who have no one, adore

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

Just for now, let's call it romance, just for now, let's