From musical “Out of This World”, 1950
Words and music by Cole Porter
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
You don’t remind me
Of the iris in spring
Or of dawn up the mountain
When the bluebird starts to sing
You don’t remind me
Of the breeze on the bay
Or of stars in the fountain
Where the silver fishes play
To the moonglow in September
You reveal no resemblance
Of the first snow in November
You’re not even a semblance
No, you don’t remind me
Of the world around me or behind me
For so much does my love blind me
That my darling, you only remind me
Of you, of you, of you