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Frank Sinatra Komm Komm Komm

By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising. She'll find the note I left hanging on her door. She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leaving

I won't dance, don't ask me I won't dance, don't ask me I won't dance, Madame, with you My heart won't let my feet do things that they should do You

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

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 along

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

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 me

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