I'd love to rest my weary head
on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older all
by myself
All by my self in the morning
All by myself in the night
I sit alone with
a table and a chair
So unhappy there,
playin' solitaire
All by myself,
I get lonely
Watchin' the clock on the shelf
I'd love to rest my weary head
on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older
All by myself, all by myself
I get lonely
Watching the clock on the shelf
I'd love to rest my weary head
on some body's shoulder
I hate to grow older all
by myself
I've grown accustomed to her face
She almost makes the
day begin
I've grown accustomed to the tune
She whistles night and day
Her smiles, her frowns,
her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
I was serenely inde
pendent
Surely I could always
be that way again,
and yet
I've grown accustomed
to her looks,
Accustomed to her voice,
Accustomed to her face.
Strange, dear, but true, dear
When I'm close to you, dear
The stars fill the sky
So in love with you am I
Even without you,
my arms fold about you
You know, darling, why
So in love with you am I
In love with the night, mysterious
The night when you first were there
In love with my joy, de lirious
When I knew that
you could care
So taunt me, an d hurt me
De ceive me,
desert me
So in love, so in love,
So in love with you,
my love am I.
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah