Come to me my melancholy baby.
Cuddle up and don't be blue.
All your fears are foolish fancies, baby.
You know dear that I'm in love with you.
Every cloud must have a silver lining.
Wait until the sun shines through.
Smile, my honey dear
While I kiss away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too.
Every cloud must have a silver lining.
Wait until the sun shines through.
Smile, my honey dear
While I kiss away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too.
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