Who knows how much I love you, You do; No one means more to me than, You do, You take December and smile it into May, And then December comes back again
When you're away; Who has a charm that very few do, Who makes life necessary; You do.
And who can take my dreams, And make my dreams come true; Who don't give me three guesses, One will do.
When you're away; Who has a charm that very few do, Who makes life necessary; You do.
And who can take my dreams, And make my dreams come true; Who don't give me three guesses, One will do.