Song | You Don't Remind Me |
Artist | Frank Sinatra |
Album | The Columbia Years (1943-1952): The Complete Recordings |
You don't remind me of the iris in spring | |
Or of dawn on the mountain when the bluebirds starts to sing | |
You don't remind me of the breeze on the bay | |
Or of stars in the fountain where the silver fishes play | |
Through the moon glow in September, you reveal no resemblance | |
Of the first snow in November, you're not even a semblance | |
No, you don't remind me of the world around me | |
Or behind me for so much thus my love for you blinds me | |
That, my darling, you only remind me of you, of you, of you |