(Ray Evans - Jay Livingston)
Dean Martin with Paul Weston & His Orchestra

See it in your smile I hear it in your sigh
That we have found a feeling higher than high
My own, my only, my all.

Kindled by your kiss the warmth of your embrace
The luster of a love-light lighting your face
My own, my only, my all.

Knock on wood as well I should
For all that you're making of me
Never thought you'd love me
But you do you do.

And when I look up at the stars
And ask them all what's new
They join me in the answer Darling it's you
My own, my only, my all.

Knock on wood as well I should
For all that you're making of me
Never thought you'd love me
But you do you do.

And when I look up at the stars
And ask them all what's new
They join me in the answer Darling it's you
My own, my only, my own one and only
My own, my only, my all...