My love must be a kind of blind loveI can't see

She walks like an angel walksShe talks like an angel talksAnd

goodnight, Irene goodnightGoodnight Irene, goodnight IreneI'll see you in my

The night is bitterThe stars have lost their glitterThe winds grow

spreadin' the newsI'm leavin' todayI want to be a

I sometimes wonder why people make promises they never intend to

tales can come true, it can happen to youIf

you desire meSo shall I come to youHowe'er you

Soft as a raindrop, fresh as the seaWarm as the sunshine

the world I've searched for youI traveled on when

Sleep warm, sleep tight, when you turn off the lightSleep warm,

got plenty of nothin' and nothin's plenty for meI

down, look down that lonesome roadBefore you travel onLook up,

And then she holds my hand, mmAnd then I understand, mmHer

It seems we stood and talked like this, beforeWe looked at

Hey, Pearl, what's bugging you, girl?(Too much knowledge, Frank, too much

Frank Sinatra: Well for Gods sake if it ain't Ben Casey.

For every man there's a womanFor every life there's a planAnd

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

If only she'd looked my wayJust stopped to say a word