(Harold Rome)
They're not making the skies as blue this year
Wish you were here
As blue as they used to when you were near
Wish you were here
And the mornings don't seem as new
Brand-new as they did with you
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Someone's painting the leaves all wrong this year
Wish you were here
And why did the birds change their song this year
Wish you were here
They're not shining the stars as bright
They've stolen the joy from the night
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
[Instrumental Interlude]
Someone's painting the leaves all wrong this year
Wish you were here
Why did the birds change their song this year
Wish you were here
They're not shining the stars as bright
They've stolen the joy from the night
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
They're not making the skies as blue this year
Wish you were here
As blue as they used to when you were near
Wish you were here
And the mornings don't seem as new
Brand-new as they did with you
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Someone's painting the leaves all wrong this year
Wish you were here
And why did the birds change their song this year
Wish you were here
They're not shining the stars as bright
They've stolen the joy from the night
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
[Instrumental Interlude]
Someone's painting the leaves all wrong this year
Wish you were here
Why did the birds change their song this year
Wish you were here
They're not shining the stars as bright
They've stolen the joy from the night
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here