Life was a song, you came along
I've laid awake the whole night through,
If I'd ever dared, to think you cared,
This is what I'd say to you,
You were meant for me,
And I was meant for you
Nature patterned you and when she was done
You were all the sweet things, rolled up in one
You're like a plaintive melody
That never lets me free
But I'm content, the angels must have sent you
And they meant you just for me
But I'm content,
The angels must have sent you,
And they meant you just for me.
(Arthur Freed and Herb Brown)