You Keep Coming Back Like a Song
Irving Berlin
You keep comin' back like a song
A song that keeps saying, "Remember"
The sweet used-to-be that was once you and me
Keeps comin' back like an old melody
The perfume of roses in May
Returns to my room in December
From out of the past, where forgotten things belong
You keep comin' back like a song
From out of the past, where forgotten things belong
You keep comin' back like an old melody
You keep comin' back like a song