Fair And Warmer

Ev'rything Is Gloomy,
Skies Are Very Gray,
But I Can Smile All Day.
Ev'rything You Do, Dear,
Ev'rything You Say,
Makes Ev'rything Okay:

It's Getting Fair And Warmer,
Just Because You're In My Arms, My Dear.
It's Getting Fair And Warmer,
Pretty Soon The Cloudy Skies Will Clear.
The Wint'ry Winds May Blow
And Bring The Ice And Snow;
The Temp'rature May Go
To Six Below, I Know;
But, It's Always Fair And Warmer
When I Get A Little Love From You.