Lirieke: Dean Martin. You I Love.

You I love, the kind of passion
You fashion cannot be explained
You I love, you're so appealing
The feeling cannot be contained

And when I touch you there's no denying
The flying I do in to space
You're just too much you, the simple case is
Your face is the face of faces

You I need, not only merely
I'm clearly a person bereft
Yes indeed, I'd draw the curtain
For certain if you ever left

And if I stammer
Forgive my grammar
You got me winging
No wonder I'm singing
It's you I love

You I need, not only merely
I'm clearly a person bereft
Yes indeed, I'd draw the curtain
For certain if you ever left

And if I stammer
It's 'cause I dig glamor
You got me winging
No wonder I'm singing
It's you I love

It's you I love
It's you I love