Chris Connor
a cottage for sale remastered
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Our little dream castle with every dream gone,
Is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn,
And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon
A cottage for sale
The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay,
Our beautiful garden has withered away,
Where you planted roses, the weeds seem to say,
A cottage for sale.
From every single window, I see your face,
But when I reach a window, there's empty space.
The key's in the mail box the same as before,
But no one is waiting any more,
The end of the story is told on the door.
A cottage for sale.
- Álbum:
- Miscellaneous
- Hommage à Nesuhi
- Chris Connor In Person (Live At The Village Vanguard) [US...
- At The Village Gate
- Come Rain Or Come Shine (Performed Live On The Ed...
- Chris Connor / He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
- Warm Cool: The Atlantic Years
- He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
- Chris Craft
- A Jazz Date With Chris Connor
- 100+ Vocal Classics
- Warm Cool
- The Jazz Collection, Vol. 1
- Top 110 Classics - The Very Best of Chris Connor
- He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not (US Release)
- Chris Craft (US Release)
- A Jazz Date With Chris Connor / Chris Craft
- Chris Connor In Person
- At The Village Vanguard
- Chris in Person