You’d Be So Nice to Come Home To Harry Connick, Jr.

You'd be so nice
To come home to
You’d be so nice
By the fire

While the breeze on high
Sang a lullaby
You'd be all that I
Could desire

Under stars chilled
By the winter
Under an August moon
Shining above

You'd be so nice
You’d be paradise
To come home to
And love

You'd be so nice
To come home to
You'd be so nice
By the fire

While the breeze on high
Sang a lullaby
You'd be all that I
Could desire