You're My Everything

Written for: The Laugh Parade (1931)
Lyric: Mort Dixon & Joe Young
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1931
Original publisher: Harms, Inc.

Version 1:

Verse 1:

I'm so ashamed of my vocabulary,
It isn't what it really ought to be.
I have a task that isn't ordinary,
When I'm describing what you are to me;
Can't you see?

Chorus:

You're my ev'rything underneath the sun,
You're my ev'rything rolled up into one.
You're my only dream, my only real reality,
You're my idea of a perfect personality.
You're my ev'rything, ev'rything I need,
You're the song I sing and the book I read;
You're away beyond belief,
And just to make it brief,
You're my winter, summer, spring,
My ev'rything.

Verse 2 (from British sheet music):

You're just a treasure there is no replacing,
You really are unique in ev'ry way.
I only know one word that's all embracing,
To tell you what you mean to me today;
So, I say:

[Chorus]

Version 2:

Verse 1:

(She:) When you are blue, I feel so melancholy,
My heart fills up with love and sympathy.
You'd laugh at care and call each tear a folly,
If you but knew just what you mean to me,
Can't you see?

Chorus 1:

(She:) You're my ev'rything underneath the sun,
You're my ev'rything rolled up into one.
You're my only dream, my only real reality,
You're my idea of a perfect personality.
You're my ev'rything, ev'rything I need,
You're the song I sing and the book I read;
You're away beyond belief,
So, just to make it brief,
You're my winter, summer, spring,
My ev'rything.

Verse 2:

(He:) My darling, you encourage me immensely,
That's quite the nicest thing I ever heard.
Describing you has worried me intensely,
So, I'll repeat the story I just heard,
In a word;

Chorus 2:

(She:) You're my ev'rything underneath the sun,
(He:) You're my ev'rything rolled up into one.
(She:) You're my only dream, my only real reality,
(He:) You're my idea of a perfect personality.
(She:) You're my ev'rything, ev'rything I need,
(He:) You're the song I sing and the book I read;
(She:) You're away beyond belief,
So, just to make it brief,
(Both:) You're my winter, summer, spring,
My ev'rything.