What a Difference a Day Makes

What a difference a day made Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine What a differenc

<Autumn Leaves> <秋叶> The falling leaves drift by my window 当那落叶飘过我的窗户, The falling leaves of red and gold 金红色的树叶令我想起, I see your lips, the summer kisses 你的嘴唇和夏日的热吻, The sunburned hand that I used to hold 还有我握过的滚烫的手. Since you went away the day

What a difference a day makes Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine What a differ

My funny valentine sweet comic valentine You make me smile with my heart Your lips are laughable Unphotographable Yet you're my favoring work of art Is your figure less than Greek Is your mouth a little weak When you open it to speak are you smart Bu

Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine What a difference a day makes There's a rai

I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you, And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue and clouds of white. The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

What a difference a day makes Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine What a differ

What a difference a day makes Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine What a diffe

I thought about you I took a trip on a train And I thought about you I passed a shadowy lane And I thought about you Two or three cars arked under the stars A winding stream Moon shining down on some little town And with each beam, the same old dream