| Lyrics: | (P.Anka)
[Recorded February 16, 1977, New York]
Empty rooms behind me, no more nights
alone,
A table and some chairs for two,
Now the world will find me with someone of my
own,
The loneliness at last, is through,
If everyone had someone just like you,
Then
everyone would feel the way I do,
somebody>
Imagine having
someone always by your side.
A bed for one can just be so cold.
Someone you can talk to when
your hands are tied,
Someone there to have and hold.
There's nothing more rewarding to
produce (when you're in love and you hear)
(I love
you)
be in love, everybody ought to have somebody>
(Somebody to love)
There's nothing more
rewarding to produce (when you're in love and you hear)
(I love you)
ought to be in love, everybody ought to have somebody>
There's nothing more rewarding to produce
(when you're in love and you hear)
(I love
you)
be in love, everybody ought to have somebody> |
