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

There will be another song for meFor I will sing itThere

is just a little samba, built upon a single noteOther

It was just a neighborhood danceThat's all that it wasBut, oh,

As I approach the prime of my lifeI find I have

Oh luna rossa, you're out tonightA moon of red in a

Chestnuts roasting on an open fireJack Frost nipping at your noseYuletide

1: Frank Sinatra, night (Silent night), holy night (Holy

I make a date for golf -You can bet your life

took each word she said as gospel truthThe way a

you were very youngThe world was younger than youAs merry

I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letterAnd make

None but the lonely heartCan know my sadnessAlone and partedFar from

When all the world is a hopeless jumbleAnd the raindrops tumble

It came upon the midnight clear that glorious song of oldFrom

Gone and got the blues in ParisParis blues called Azure-TéHow can

Everybody has the right to be wrong at least onceEverybody has

Everybody has the right to be wrong at least onceEverybody has

If I steal a kiss, dear, I'll surely return it somedayIf

When I go to sleep, I never count sheep, I count