(f. loesser/h. carmichael)



Here we are, out of cigarettes

Holding hands and yawning, see how late it gets

Two sleepy people by dawn's early light

Too much in love to say goodnight



Here we are, in the cozy chair

Pickin' on a wishbone, from the frigidaire

Two sleepy people with nothing to say

But too much in love to break away



Do you remember, the nights we used to linger in the hall

Your father didn't like me at all

Do you remember the reason why we married in the fall

To rent this little nest, get a bit of rest



Who will .......



Here we are just about the same

Foggy little fella, drowsy little dame

Two sleepy people by dawn's early light

And so much in love, so much in love

Too much in love to say, too much to say, to say