Öppna upp ditt fönster. slå upp din dörr. Släpp in ljuset och min älskling. låt allting bli som förr. Låt honom veta. än finns en väg tillbaks. Låt honom veta.
Tonight I'll drown. In the eye of my lover. If I empty my hands. I'll hold everything. . I've given up my will. Now you can take it all from me. Or you can leave me.
You say we have nothing in common. I wouldn't say that if i were you. All of us come in through the same door. That much if nothing ele i know is true.
Only you. Can make me feel. The world can disappear. . Only you. Make my heart heal. And make it oh so clear. . We can talk in circles. Going round in a million ways.
If a bird sat down upon my shoulder. Would I know if it's a sparrow?. Just as well now it could be a nightingale. . If I had the wealth of all the universe.
hey there baby make up your mind. 'cause i've been waiting such a long, long time. now baby or never 'cause i been so good to you. now baby or never 'cause i've been so lonesome, too.
There was a boy,. A very small enchated boy.. They say he wandered very far, very far,. Over land and sea.. A little shy and sad of eye,. But very wise was he..
Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom. When the jungle shadows fall. Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock. As it stands against the wall. Like the drip drip drop of the raindrops.
I used to visit all the very gay places. Those come-what-may places. Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life. To get the feel of life. From jazz and cocktails.
While tearing off a game of golf. I may make a play for the caddy. But when I do, I don't follow though. 'Cause my heart belongs to Daddy. If I invite a boy some night.
I've a beau, his name is Jim, he loves me I love him. But he tells me I'm too prim, that means I'm too slow. I let him rant, I let him rave, I let him muss my permanent wave.
When the only sound in the empty street. Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet. That belong to a lonesome cop. I open shop. When the moon so long has been gazing down.
(C.Porter). . It was just one of those things. Just one of those crazy flings. One of those bells that now and then rings. Just one of those things. .
It's, oh, so quiet. Shhhh, shhhh. It's, oh, so still. Shhhh, shhhh. You're all alone. Shhhh, shhhh. And so peaceful until.... You fall in love. Zing boom.
Just for a thrill. You turned the sunshine to rain. Just for a thrill. You filled my heart with pain. To me you were my pride and joy. To you, I was mere little toy.
I've seen a million works of art. But nothing on canvas. Can capture my heart. I'm looking for something. Even Rembrandt couldn't do. I've never seen anything like you.
It had to be you. It had to be you. I wandered around. Finally found somebody who. . Could make me be true. Could make me be blue. And even be glad. Just to be sad.
I'll be here, I'll be around. I'll be here, I'll be around. . It gives me pleasure to conspire. I don't scream out to the world. I rest in secrecy and trust that.
I'm a fool to want you. Such a fool to want you. To want a love that can't be true. A love that's there for others too. I'm a fool to hold you. Such a fool to hold you.
My story is much to sad to be told. But practically everything leaves me totally cold. The only exception I know in this case. When I'm out in a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui Then I.