It's you in the sunrise
It's you in my cup.
It's you all the way into town.

It's your sweet Hello, dear
That sets me up
And it's your Got to go, dear
That gets me down.

It's you on my pillow
In all my dreams.
'Til once more the morning breaks through

What words could be saner
Or truer or plainer
Than it's you, it's you.
Yes, it's you.

It's your sweet Hello, dear
That sets me up
And it's your Got to go, dear
That gets me down.

It's you on my pillow
In all of my dreams.
'Til once more the morning breaks through

What words could be saner
Or truer or plainer
Than it's you, it's you.
it's you.

It's you, it's you.
It's you

