You Keep Coming Bach Like A Song - Jo Stafford, Ирвинг Берлин

Can’t run away from you, dear

I’ve tried so hard but I fear

You’ll always follow me near and far

Just when I think that I’m set

Just when I’ve learned to forget

I close my eyes, dear, and there you are

You keep coming back like a song

A song that keeps saying, remember

The sweet used-to-be

That was once you and me

Keeps coming back like an old melody

The perfume of roses in May

Returns to my room in December

From out of the past where forgotten things belong

You keep coming back like a song