You'd be so nice to come home to

You'd be so nice to come home to

Written by Cole Poter

You'd be so nice to come home to,
You'd be so nice by the fire

While the breeze  on  high sang a lulla by,
You'd be all that I could desire.

Under stars chilled by the winter,
Under an August moon burning above,

You'd be so  nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love.