Frank Sinatra

It had to be you, it had to be you
I wandered a - round and finally found the somebody who
Could make me be true, could make be be blue
And even be glad just to be sad thinkin' of you.
Some others I've seen might never be mean
Might e - ven be cross, or try to be boss, but they wouldn't do.
For nobody else gives me the thrill
With all your faults, dear, I love you still.
It had to be you, wonderful you,
It had to be you.