Helen Merrill
solitude
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In my solitude
You haunt me
With dreadful ease
Of days gone by
In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm afraid
Dear Lord above
Send back my love
I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
There's no one, no one
No onecould be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm afraid
Dear Lord above
Send back my love
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- The Artistry Of Helen Merrill
- Merrill at Midnight
- Essential Masters
- Dream of You
- 62 Masterpieces
- 50 Songs
- The Jazz Collection
- Jazz Classics Series: Merrill at Midnight
- Complete Helen Merrill on Mercury
- Harold Arlen Songbook: That Old Black Magic
- Blues in the Night: The Johnny Mercer Songbook
- Collaboration Gil Evans
- CABU Jazz Masters: Gil Evans - An Anthology by Cabu
- The Nearness of You
- Live At Nalen (with Jan Johansson)
- The Best of Helen Merrill
- Jazz Classics Series: Dream of You
- BD Music & Cabu Present Gil Evans
- BD Jazz: Helen Merrill