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Brooks Bowman
East of the sun and west of the moon, We'll build a dream house of love Near to the sun in a day, near to the moon at night, We'll live in a lovely way dear Living our love in memory Just you and I, forever and a day, Love will not die, we'll keep it that way, Up among the stars we'll find A harmony of life, too lovely tune East of the sun and west of the moon, dear, East of the sun and west of the moon. Just you and I we'll build a dream house so lovely |
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You're mean to me
Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin' You treat me coldly each day in the year You always scold me Whenever somebody is near, dear I must be great fun to be mean to me You shouldn't, for can't you see What you mean to me |
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm,
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever, But I know it isn't spring. I'm starry-eyed and vaguely discontented Like a nightingale without a song to sing. Oh, why should I have spring fever When it isn't even spring? I keep wishing I were somewhere else, Walking down a strange new street. Hearing words that I have never heard From a man I've yet to meet. I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing. I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud Or a robin on the wing. But I feel so gay, In a melancholy way, That it might as well be spring. And that's why I feel this way, And yet I know it's not spring today, But it might as well be spring. |
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Goodnight my love, the tired old moon is descending
Goodnight my love, my moment with you now is ending It was so heavenly, holding you, close to me It will be heavenly to hold you again in a dream The stars above have promised to meet us tomorrow Till then my love, how dreary the new day will seem So for the present, dear, we'll have to part Sleep tight, my love, goodnight, my love Remember that you're mine sweetheart Goodnight my love, your mommy is kneeling beside you Goodnight my love, to dreamland the sandman will guide you Come now you sleepyhead, close your eyes, and go to bed My precious sleepyhead, you mustn't play peek-a-boo Goodnight my love, your little Dutch dolly is yawning Goodnight my love, your teddy bear called it a day Your doggy's fast asleep, my but he's smart Sleep tight, my love, goodnight my love |
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Why do I just wither and forget all resistance
When you and your magic pass by My hearts in a dither dear When you're at a distance But when you are near, oh my Its not the pale moon that excites me That thrills and delights me, Oh no Its just the nearness of you It isn't your sweet conversation That brings this sensation, Oh no Its just the nearness of you When you're in my arms And I feel you so close to me All my wildest dreams Came true I need no soft lights to enchant me If you'll only grant me The right To hold you ever so tight And to feel in the night The nearness of you. |
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Spring will be a little late this year
A little late arriving in my lonely world over here For you have left me and where is our April [Incomprehensible] old? You have left me and winter continues cold As if to say spring will be a little slow to start A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart Yes, time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear It's merely that spring will be a little late this year Spring will be a little late this year A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart Yes, time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear It's merely that spring will be a little late, a little late this year |
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Why do I just wither and forget all resistance
When you and your magic pass by My hearts in a dither dear When you're at a distance But when you are near, oh my Its not the pale moon that excites me That thrills and delights me, Oh no Its just the nearness of you It isn't your sweet conversation That brings this sensation, Oh no Its just the nearness of you When you're in my arms And I feel you so close to me All my wildest dreams Came true I need no soft lights to enchant me If you'll only grant me The right To hold you ever so tight And to feel in the night The nearness of you. |
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Goodnight my love, the tired old moon is descending
Goodnight my love, my moment with you now is ending It was so heavenly, holding you, close to me It will be heavenly to hold you again in a dream The stars above have promised to meet us tomorrow Till then my love, how dreary the new day will seem So for the present, dear, we'll have to part Sleep tight, my love, goodnight, my love Remember that you're mine sweetheart Goodnight my love, your mommy is kneeling beside you Goodnight my love, to dreamland the sandman will guide you Come now you sleepyhead, close your eyes, and go to bed My precious sleepyhead, you mustn't play peek-a-boo Goodnight my love, your little Dutch dolly is yawning Goodnight my love, your teddy bear called it a day Your doggy's fast asleep, my but he's smart Sleep tight, my love, goodnight my love |
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm,
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever, But I know it isn't spring. I'm starry-eyed and vaguely discontented Like a nightingale without a song to sing. Oh, why should I have spring fever When it isn't even spring? I keep wishing I were somewhere else, Walking down a strange new street. Hearing words that I have never heard From a man I've yet to meet. I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing. I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud Or a robin on the wing. But I feel so gay, In a melancholy way, That it might as well be spring. And that's why I feel this way, And yet I know it's not spring today, But it might as well be spring. |
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You're mean to me
Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin' You treat me coldly each day in the year You always scold me Whenever somebody is near, dear I must be great fun to be mean to me You shouldn't, for can't you see What you mean to me |
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I'm gonna love you
Like no one's loved you, Come rain or come shine. High as a mountain, Deep as a river, Come rain or come shine. I guess when you met me, It was just one of those things. But don't ever bet me Cause I'm gonna be true If you'll let me. You're gonna love me Like nobody's loved me, Come rain or come shine. Happy together, Unhappy together, And won't it be fine? Days may be cloudy or sunny. We're in or we're out of money. But I'm with you always, I'm with you rain or shine. I'm gonna love you, Like nobody's loved you, Come rain or come shine. Happy together, Unhappy together, And won't it be fine? Days may be cloudy or sunny. We're in or we're out of money. But I'm with you always. I'm with you rain or shine. |
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Brooks Bowman
East of the sun and west of the moon, We'll build a dream house of love Near to the sun in a day, near to the moon at night, We'll live in a lovely way dear Living our love in memory Just you and I, forever and a day, Love will not die, we'll keep it that way, Up among the stars we'll find A harmony of life, too lovely tune East of the sun and west of the moon, dear, East of the sun and west of the moon. Just you and I we'll build a dream house so lovely |
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