Frank Sinatra
It Worries Me
It worries me
You seem to be unhappy
And that worries me

I hate to think that maybe
I have made you blue
Just what did I do
Was I mean to you
Wish I knew

I worry so
If anything is wrong
I have the right to know

So while I hold you close
And kiss you tenderly
Tell it all to me
Darling, can't you see
Anything that worries you worries me

Tell it all to me
Darling, can't you see
Anything that worries you worries me