You’d Be So Nice to Come Home To

You’d be so nice to come home to
You’d be so nice by the fire

While that breeze on night sings a lullaby
You’d be all my heart 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

Disclaimer: I bow for the great god Paramount who owns all the toys I want to play with.

Well people, my first J/C story (make that my first story) on the internet. Please tell me what you thought, but be kind, I’m new at this. After inspiration from the best CD ever: Kiri te Kanawa sings Cole Porter.
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