Sigh a little, cry a little thinking of you
Why, the riddle's quite the quibble from my point of view
All I see is I and thee
'Cause you're the one for me
Excuse this phrase to some degree
You make an onion out of me
I know the words are the wrong way round
I think it serves the song and its sound
But I would say they're quite interwound
With the tune and its delightful compound
Adorable, unignorable, unabhorrible, too
I know I made that last one up, but it's not untrue
All I see is I and thee
'Cause you're the one for me
And don't misuse these words, my trustee
You make an onion out of me
And I don't mean it sarcastically
'Cause I have seen it fantastically
I am enthusiastically
Awaiting you, drastically
You made me cry, I thought I'd die without your embrace
I felt the world be whirled and hurled into outer space
But all I see is I and thee
'Cause you're the one for me
I choose these next words carefully
You make an onion out of me
You made me cry, you see
But I still care for thee
You made an onion out of me!
Everything will be
Everything we said it would be
You made an onion out of me, oh
An onion out of me!