Baby, I'm Yours
Barbara Lewis
Written by Van McCoy
- Peak # 11 in 1965
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until the stars fall from the sky-y-y-y-y
Yours (yours) until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I di-i-ie
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until the sun no longer shi-i-i-i-ines
Yours (yours) until the poets run out of rhyme
In other words, until the end of time
I'm gonna stay right here by your side
Do my best to keep you satisfied
Nothin' in the world can drive me away
Every day you'll hear me say
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until two and two is three-ee-ee-ee-ee
Yours (yours) until the mountain crumbles to the sea
In other words, until eternity
Baby, I'm yours
Till the stars fall from the sky
Baby, I'm yours
Till the rivers all run dry
Baby, I'm yours
FADE
Till the poets run out of rhyme
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