Burt Bacharach
Baby It’s You
It's not the way you smile
That touches my heart
It's not the way you kiss
That tears me apart
Many, many, many nights go by
I sit alone at home I cry over you
What can I do
Can't help myself
'Cause, baby, it's you
You should hear
What they say about you
They say you've never
Never, never been true
It doesn't matter what they say
I'm going to love you any old way
What can I do?
When it's true
Don't want nobody
'Cause, baby, it's you
Many, many, many nights go by
I sit alone at home I cry over you
What can I do
Can't help myself
'Cause, baby, it's you