WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?
Bart Howard

Johnny Mathis (1959)
album: Faithfully

Behind those angry eyes,
That say we're through,
My darling can't decide,
What to think, what to say, what to do.
If only violins would suddenly start  to play,
And mesmerize my darling,
While I say, what I have to say.

Where do you think you're going,
You with your hand on the door.
Just where do you think you're going,
My friend, my fine feathered friend.
Where will I write to remind you,
That you're mine alone.
You're leaving your heart behind you,
Don't you know, that you will be lonely.

(bridge)

Take off your hat and your glove,
Just how can you leave me knowing, you're my love of loves,
Some cold winter day when it's snowing,
You'll wake up to find you were wrong,
So get back in my arms, where you belong.

(bridge)

Take off your hat and your glove,
Just how can you leave me knowing you're my love of loves,
Some cold winter day when it's snowing,
You'll wake up to find you were wrong,
So get back in my arms, get back in my arms, come back to my arms,
Where you belong.





(Transcribed by David Story - January 2013)