You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the bird on high sings a lullaby
You'd be all that I would desire
Under stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to, to come home to and love
Under stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to, to come home to
To come home to and love
And love, and love, and love
Thank you, thank you very much
Thank you very much
