The Song Is You
Jerome Kern, Oscar II Hammerstein
I hear music when I look at you,
A beautiful theme of ev'ry dream I ever knew.
Down deep in my heart, I hear it play,
I feel it start then melt away.
I hear music when I touch your hand,
A beautiful mel-o-dy from some en-chan-ted land,
Down deep in my heart, I hear it say is this the day?
I alone have heard this lovely strain,
I alone have heard this glad refrain,
Must it be for-ev-er in-side of me
Why can't I let it go?
Why can't I let you know?
Why can't I let you know the song my heart would sing?
That beau-ti-ful rhap-so-dy of love and youth and spring,
The mu-sic is sweet the words are true,
The song is you.