What good is a song without words And what good is a tree without birds? What good is a rose without dew And what good am I without you? Now that Im used to you Id be so blue If we should ever part Ive grown so used to you The things you do Theyre part of me, sweetheart You love my way You kiss my way Why should you try someone new? If you should say were through What would I do Now that Im used to you? Now that Im used to you Id be so blue If we should ever part Ive grown so, Ive grown so used to you The things you do Theyre part of me, sweetheart You love my way And you kiss my way Why should you try someone new? If you should say were through What would I do Now that Im used to you?
used, grown, part, without, sweetheart