Karrin Allyson
why was i born
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Spending these lonesome evenings
With nothing to do
But to live in dreams that I make up
All by myself
Dreaming that you're beside me
I picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why am I living
What do I get
What am I giving
Why do I want a thing
I daren't hope for
What can I hope for
I wish I knew
Why do I try
To draw you near me
Why do I do I cry
You never hear me
I'm a poor fool
But what can I do
To love you
I'm a poor fool
But what can I do
To love you
- Album:
- Yuletide Hideaway
- Miscellaneous
- Round Midnight
- Ballads: Remembering John Coltrane
- Azure-Te
- Ballads: Karrin Allyson - Remembering John Coltrane
- By Request: The Best of Karrin Allyson
- By Request: The Best of Karrin Allyson (eBooklet)
- Pozytywne Wibracje, Volume 9
- Centennial Celebration: Johnny Mercer
- Jazz Moods: Sounds of Autumn
- Collage
- Sounds Of Autumn (Reissue)
- In Blue
- Landmark Music: Cinema
- Wild for You
- Lady Sings the Blues: Night & Day
- Nick the Nightfly - On Top of the World, Volume 8
- Voices of Concord Jazz: Live at Montreux
- Daydream