She is watching by the poplarsColinette with the sea-blue eyesShe is

Sinatra any time you're gettin' low, 'stead of lettin'

I like New York in JuneHow about you?I like a Gershwin

From the bottom of my heart I love youWhat more can

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

I was five and she was sixWe rode on horses made

that's my babyNo sir, I don't mean maybeYes sir,

I was seventeenIt was a very good yearIt was

O beautiful for spacious skiesFor amber waves of grainFor purple mountain

There will be many other nights like thisAnd I'll be standing

Lookin' at the world through rose-colored glassesEverything is rosy nowLookin' at

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

Maybe I'm right and maybe I'm wrongMaybe I'm weak, maybe I'm

little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee

When all the world is a hopeless jumbleAnd the raindrops tumble

I thought I knew the magic of youAnd then you kissed

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

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

… You're just too good to be trueCan't take my eyes

Never thought I'd fall, but when I hear you callI'm getting