| Song | I Wish I Were in Love Again |
| Artist | Ella Fitzgerald |
| Album | Sings the Rodgers and Hart Songbook |
| Lyrics：Lorenz Hart Music：Richard Rodgers | |
| The sleepless nights, the daily fights | |
| The quick toboggan when you reach the heights | |
| I miss the kisses and I miss the bites | |
| I wish I were in love again | |
| The broken dates, the endless waits | |
| The lovely loving and the hateful hates | |
| The conversation with the flying plates | |
| I wish I were in love again | |
| No more pain, no more strain | |
| Now I'm sane, but I would rather be punch-drunk | |
| The pulled out fur of cat and cur | |
| The fine mis-mating of a him and her | |
| I've learned my lesson but I wish I were in love again | |
| The furtive sigh, the blackened eye | |
| The words: 'I'll love you 'til the day I die' | |
| The self-deception that believes the lie | |
| I wish I were in love again | |
| When love congeals it soon reveals | |
| The faint aroma of performing seals | |
| The double-crossing of a pair of heels | |
| I wish I were in love again | |
| No, no more care, no, no despair | |
| Now I'm all there now but I'd rather be punch-drunk | |
| Believe me, sir, I much prefer | |
| The classic battle of a him and her | |
| I don't like quiet and I wish I were in love again | |
| In love again | |
| In love again |
| Lyrics: Lorenz Hart Music: Richard Rodgers | |
| The sleepless nights, the daily fights | |
| The quick toboggan when you reach the heights | |
| I miss the kisses and I miss the bites | |
| I wish I were in love again | |
| The broken dates, the endless waits | |
| The lovely loving and the hateful hates | |
| The conversation with the flying plates | |
| I wish I were in love again | |
| No more pain, no more strain | |
| Now I' m sane, but I would rather be punchdrunk | |
| The pulled out fur of cat and cur | |
| The fine mismating of a him and her | |
| I' ve learned my lesson but I wish I were in love again | |
| The furtive sigh, the blackened eye | |
| The words: ' I' ll love you ' til the day I die' | |
| The selfdeception that believes the lie | |
| I wish I were in love again | |
| When love congeals it soon reveals | |
| The faint aroma of performing seals | |
| The doublecrossing of a pair of heels | |
| I wish I were in love again | |
| No, no more care, no, no despair | |
| Now I' m all there now but I' d rather be punchdrunk | |
| Believe me, sir, I much prefer | |
| The classic battle of a him and her | |
| I don' t like quiet and I wish I were in love again | |
| In love again | |
| In love again |