Writer(s): kahn/jones
Why do I do, just as you say
Why must I just, give you your way
Why do I sigh, why don’t I try — to forget
It must have been, that something lovers call fate
Kept me saying: I have to wait
I saw them all, just couldn’t fall — ’til we met
It had to be you, it had to be you
I wandered around, and finally found — the somebody who
Could make me be true, and could make me be blue
And even be glad, just to be sad — thinking of you
Some others I’ve seen, might never be mean
Might never be cross, or try to be boss
But they wouldn’t do
For nobody else, gave me a thrill — with all your faults, I love you still
It had to be you, wonderful you
It had to be you