Why do birds suddenly appear,

Every time you are near?

Just like me, they long to be, close to you . . .



Why do stars fall down from the sky,

Every time you walk by?

Just like me, they long to be, close to you . . .



On the day that you were born,

The angels got together,

An' decided to create a dream come true . . .



So they sprinkled mood dust in your hair of gold

An' starlight in your eyes of blue . . .



That is why, all the boys in town,

Follow you, all around,

Just like me, they long to be, close to you!



On the day that you were born,

The angels got together,

An' decided to create a dream come true . . .



So they sprinkled mood dust in your hair of gold

An' starlight in your eyes of blue . . .



That is why, all the boys in town,

Follow you, all around,

Just like me, they long to be, close to you . . .



Why?

Close to you . . .

Why?

Close to you . . .

Why?

Close to you . . .



Just like me, they long to be . . .

Close to you . . . ( Close to you, close to you . . . )



Music by Burt Bacharach

with lyrics by Hal David , 1970