It Had to Be You


Why do I do just as you say,
Why must I just give you your way?
Why do I sigh,
Why don't I try to forget?
It must have been that something
Lovers call fate
Kept on saying I had to wait.
I saw them all,
Just couldn't fall
'Til we met.


It had to be you,
It had to be you,
I wandered around
And finally found
The somebody who
Could make me be true,
Could make me blue,
And even be glad
Just to be sad,
Thinking of you.
Some others I've seen
Might never be mean,
Might never be cross
Or try to be boss,
But they wouldn't do.
For nobody else
Gave me a thrill,
With all your faults
I love you still,
It had to be you,
Wonderful you,
It had to be you.


Seems like dreams like I always had,
Could be, should be, making me glad.
Why am I blue?
It's up to you to explain.
I'm thinking maybe, baby, I'll go away.
Some day, some way you'll come and say:
" It's you I need, "
And you'll be pleading in vain.

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