Mel Tormé
Looking at You
Never saw such perfect beauty before
Never saw such charming manners what's more
Never saw such eyes of heavenly blue
Never saw what I see looking at you

I could never weary
Looking at you, looking at you

All thro' life, my dearie
Looking at you, looking at you

Wish that I was able
To make you say, "I do"

And sit across the breakfast table
Looking at you, looking at you