Birds flying high you know how I feel Sun in the

Love me or leave me and let me be lonelyYou won't

Love laughs at a king, kings don't mean a thing on

and flows of angel hairAnd ice cream castles in

Writer(s): HowardI've seen that face beforeThat face that I see in

wonder why you keep me waitingCharmaine, my CharmaineI wonder when

We'll gather lilacs in the spring againAnd walk together down an

leaves of brown came tumbling downRemember in September in

Chicago, that toddling townChicago, Chicago, I will show you

are ya' fixed for moonlight?How are ya' fixed for

your dreams away for another dayAnd I will take

love of mine goes on and onThough life is

There's a somebody I'm longing to seeI hope that she turns

Getting to know you, getting to know all about youGetting to

There's a story the gypsies know is trueThat when your love

I heard the bells on Christmas dayTheir old familiar carols playAnd

Oh gosh darn it, there goes that last buttCome on, sweet,

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

It's ChristmasJingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what fun it

The moon was all aglow and heaven was in your eyesThe