(Robert B. Sherman - Richard M. Sherman)



I might have been a hopeless soul

With nothing much in store

I might have been without a gole

Just dreams and nothing more.



I might have known a life alone

But that's where you came in

Your loving arms have saved me from

The things I might have been.



I might have been a kind who roams

A stranger everywhere

Or one of those who stay at homes

With no one's lips to share.



Oh, but your sweet kiss has changed all this

And made my life begin

Keep loving me don't ever let me be

The things I might have been...