Someday, When I'm Awfully Low, And The World Is Cold, I Will Feel A Glow Just Thinking Of You, And The Way You Look Tonight.
I Can No Longer Think Of Anything But You. In Spite Of Myself, My Imagination Carries Me To You. I Grasp You, I Kiss You, I Caress You, A Thousand Of The Most Amorous Caresses Take Possession Of Me.
