Clair sing and play along

Clair, the moment I met you,

I swear, I felt as if something somewhere had happened to me,

which I couldn't see.

And then, the moment I met you again I knew in my heart that we were friends.

It had to be so.

It couldn't be no.

But, try as hard as I might do,

I don't know why you get to me in a way I can't describe.

Words mean so little when you look up and smile.

I don't care what people say.

To me, you're more than a child.

Oh, Clair, Clair.

Clair, if ever a moment so rare was captured for all to com were pare,

that moment is you, in all that you do.

But why, in spite of our age diff'rence,

do I cry?

Each time I leave you a I feel I could die.

Nothing means more to me than hearing you say,

"I'm going to marry you.

Will you marry me, Uncle Ray?"

Oh, Clair, Clair.

Clair, I've told you before, don't you dare get back into bed.

Can't you see that it's late?

No, you can't have a drink.

Oh, all right then, but wait just a bit while I,

in an effort to babysit, catch of my breath,

what there is left of it.

You can be murder at this hour of the day.

But in the morning, this hour will seem a lifetime away.

Oh, Clair, Clair.

Oh Clair.