Frank Sinatra
"It Worries Me"

It worries me, you seem to be unhappy, and that worries me
I hate to think that maybe I have made you blue
Just what did I do, was I mean to you, wish I knew
I worry so, if anything is wrong, I have the right to know
So while I hold you close and kiss you tenderly
Tell it all to me, darling can't you see, anything that worries you, worries me