Текст песни Ruth Brown - 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 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

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