Waking skies at sunriseEvery sunset tooSeems to be bringing meMemories of

There may be trouble aheadBut while there's moonlight and music and

Where I live in the desert, it's so peaceful and warmAnd

summer smiles, the summer knows, and unashamed, she sheds

It's knowin' that your door is always openAnd your path is

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

I'm feeling low, mighty low, I wonder whyI wonder why, why

What is there to write? What is there to say?Same things

Lovers depend on moonlight for a love affairBabies depend on mothers

There's something missing in the way you say hello, babyYour words

You have loved lots of girls in the sweet long-agoAnd each

(How did all these people get in my room?)Come fly with

How glad the many millionsOf Annabelle's and Lillian's would be to

I'm gonna live till I dieI'm gonna laugh 'stead of cryI'm

Hello, Dolly, well hello, DollIt's so nice to have you back

believe, I believeI believe in wishing wellsBut I also believe

I could have married Imogene, or Josephine or MameAnd I could

I have but one heart, this heart I bring youI have

left my heart in San FranciscoHigh on a hill,

I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo