Letras:
Frank Sinatra Komm Komm Komm

: (C. Coleman, C. Leigh) [Recorded June 9, 1964, Los Angeles] Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum You came along and everything's startin

: Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for you, be a beggar or a knave for you If that isn't love it will have to do until the real thing comes

: When all the songs are out of tune, And all the rhymes ring so untrue; When I don't find the words to say - The thoughts I long to bring to you; When

: Move over, sun, and give me some sky I got me some wings I'm eager to try I may be unknown but wait till I've flown You're gonna hear from me Make

: (I'll never smile again until I smile at you) (I'll never laugh again) What good would it do? For tears would fill my eyes My heart would realize

: When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high, and don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of the storm, is the golden sky, and the sweet silver

: (Gus Kahn, Matty Malneck, Frank Signorelli) I'll never be the same Stars have lost their meaning for me I'll never be the same Nothing's what it once

I'll never smile again, until I smile at you I'll never laugh again, what good would it do? For tears would fill my eyes, my heart would realize That

I'll be home for Christmas You can plan on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents on the tree Christmas eve will find me Where the love light