�s You'd be So Nice to Come Home to �t

   You'd be so nice to come home to,
   You'd be so nice by the fire,
   While the breeze, on high, sang a lullaby,
   You'd be all that I could desire.

   Under stars, chilled by the winter,
   Under an August moon, burning above,
   You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
   To come home to and love.