Music by Lew Spence
Lyrics by Alan Bergman & Lew Spence

That face, that face, that wonderful face;
It shines, it glows all over the place.
And how I love to watch it change expressions;
Each look becomes the prize of my possessions.
I love that face, that face, it just isnıt fair.
You must forgive the way that I stare.
But never will these eyes behold a sight that could replace,
That face, that face, that face!

I see that face, that face, wherever I go;
Itıs here, itıs there, bewitching me so.
Itıs got my crazy heart in such a tangle;
It drives me simply wild from any angle.
I love those eyes, those lips, that fabulous smile.
She laughs and spring goes right out of style.
And oh, the thrill I feel each time my fingers gently trace
That face, that face, that face.

Oh, what a face, that face, it lights up a room,
Intoxicates like heady perfume.
No painter or photographer could catch it,
No rainbow or no sunset ever match it.
Beneath the moon, the stars, and under the sun,
Asleep, awake itıs second to none.
What view completes my universe
Transcending time and space?
That face, that face, that face!