Fred Astaire
You’re All The World To Me
Everywhere that beauty glows you are
Everywhere an orchid grows you are
Everything that's young and gay, brighter than a holiday
Everywhere the angels play you are
You're like Paris in April and May
You're New York on a silvery day
A Swiss Alp as the sun grows fainter
You're Loch Lomond when autumn is the painter
You're Moonlight on a night in Capri
And Cape Cod looking out at the sea
You're all places that leave me breathless
And no wonder: you're all the world to me
You're Lake Como when dawn is aglow
You're Sun Valley right after a snow
A museum, a Persian palace
You're my shining Aurora Borealis
You're like Christmas at home by a tree
The blue calm of a tropical sea
You're all places that leave me breathless
And no wonder: you're all the world to me