What good is a song without words?
And what good is a tree without birds?
What good is a rose without you
And what good am I without you?
Now that I'm used to you
I'd be so blue if we should ever part
I've grown so used to you
The things you do, they're part of me, sweetheart
You love my way
You kiss my way
Why should you try someone new?
If you should say we're through
What would I do now that I'm used to you?
Now that I'm used to you
I'd be so blue if we should ever part
I've grown so, I've grown so used to you
The things you do, they're part of me, sweetheart
A-you love my way, and you kiss my way
Why should you try someone new?
If you should say we're through
What would I do now that I'm used to you?
