Текст Connick, Jr., Harry – You’d Be So Nice To Come Home To

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 my heart could desire

Under stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon shining 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 shining above
You’d be so nice, you’d be paradise
To come home to
To come home to
To come home to and love