It's you in the sunrise, it's you in my cup.
 It's you all the way into town.
 It's your sweet "Hello, dear" that sets me up
 And it's your "Got to go, dear" that gets me down.
 It's you on my pillow in all my dreams.
 'Til once more the morning breaks through
 What words could be saner or truer or plainer
 Than it's you, it's you.
 Yes, it's you.
 Oh, yes it's you