You`d Be So Nice to Come Home To — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)

Writer(s): Comden/Green/Styne


Verse:

It`s not that you`re fairer
Than a lot of girls just as pleasin`
That I doff my hat
As a worshipper at your shrine
It`s not that you`re rarer
Than asparagus out of season
No, my darling, this is the reason
Why you`ve got to be mine

Chorus:

You`d be so nice to come to
You`d be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You`d be all that I could desire

Under stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You`d be so nice
You`d be paradise, to come home to and love