You’d Be So Nice To Come Home To - Helen Merrill
You'd be so nice to come home toYou'd be so nice by the fireWhile the breeze on highSang a lullabyYou'd be all that I could desireUnder stars chilled by the winterUnder an August moon burning aboveYou'd be so niceYou'd be paradiseTo come home to and loveY . . . 阅读详情