Frank Sinatra & The Tommy Dorsey Orchestra — The Song Is You

I hear music when I look at you, a beautiful theme of every dream I ever knew Down deep in my heart I hear it play; I feel it start, then melt away I hear music when I touch your hand; a beautiful melody from some enchanted land Down deep in my heart, I hear it say, Is this the day? I alone have heard this lovely strain, I alone have heard this glad refrain: Must it be forever inside of me? Why can't I let it go? Why can't I let you know Why can't I let you know the song my heart would sing? That beautiful rhapsody of love and youth and spring The music is sweet, the words are true -- the song is you