It All Comes Back To Me Now
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It All Comes Back to Me Now
a starry summer sky,
a laughing you and I alone . . .
It all comes back to me now,
a sea of midnight blue,
your face up-lifted to my own . . .
We called it a thrill of the moment,
and blamed the moon up above.
We didn't know what the flow meant,
we never dreamed it might be love . . .
It all comes back to me now,
the love I threw away,
and now each lonely night I pray
that it will all come back to me someday .
. .
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It all comes back to me now,
the love I threw away,
and now each lonely night I pray
that it will all come back to me someday .
. .
someday, someday!
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Words and Music by Hy
Zaret, Joan Whitney
and Alex Kramer, 1941
