It was raining the other day
But that lonely feeling has
gone away
It must be true, it's so pleasing
It must be you
That's what they say, in those
old storybooks of old
You light my way and you satisfy
my soul
It must be magic, it must be
love
Oh what could I have been
thinking of
It's the reason I'm feeling
so blue
It must be you
Well that's what they say,
in those old storybooks of old
You light my way and you satisfy
my soul
It must be magic, it must be
bliss
Oh it must be rain on a night
like this
It must be true, that's the
reason I think
It must be you
It must be you
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
It must be you
I really do believe, it must
be you
Baby, baby, I really do believe,
really do believe, really do believe.
Marco Giunco |
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