Texty písní Billie Holiday

Billie Holiday

Solitude

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

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 me back my love