Sing to me, mr. c., sing to meThe song that I’ve been waiting to hear,Just for me, mr. c., just for me,And everybody else will disappear . . .You alone, you alone,Are the dream I have known,Bringing love to my lonely heart!Now there’s heaven in view,Now the dream has come true,For tonight I have you alone!Now that your eyes have told me,You are my love my own,Come to my arms and hold me,I live for you alone!Solo tu, solo tu . . .[ italian ]Now there’s heaven in view,Now the dream has come true,For tonight I have you alone!I’m gonna sit right downAn’ write myself a letterAnd make believe it came from you!I’m gonna write words so sweetThey’re gonna knock me off my feetA lot of kisses on the bottomI’ll be glad I got themI’m gonna smile and say I hope you’re feelin’ betterAnd close with love the way you doI’m gonna sit right down an’ write myself a letterAnd make believe it came from you!< instrumental break >I’m gonna sit right downAn’ write myself a letterAnd make believe it came. . . from you!There could never be a portrait of my loveFor nobody could paint a dream!You will never see a portrait of my loveFor miracles are never seen!Anyone who sees her,Soon forgets the mona lisa!It would take I know, a michael angelo,And he would need the glow of dawnThat paints the sky aboveTo try an’ paint a portrait of my love!< instrumental break >. . . yes, he would need the glow of dawnThat paints the sky aboveTo try an’ paint a portrait of my love!
