Текст песни You'd Be So Nice to Come Home to - Clifford Brown , Helen Merrill

You'd be so nice to come home 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
A hundred 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

You'd be so nice to come home 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