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