She thee wed. (2of3)
Some day, when Im awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight.
...
With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.
...
Yes, and I'll think of you.
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight.
...
With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.
...
Yes, and I'll think of you.
