It's getting to the point Where I'm no fun anymore, I am sorry Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud, I am lonely I am yours, you are mine You
It's getting to the point Where I'm no fun anymore I am sorry Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud I am lonely I am yours, you are mine You
clickety-clack's a echoin' back The blues in the night The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to cryin' And the moon'll hide it's light When you get the blues
Превод: The Corrs. Джуди (в синьо Special Edition).
Превод: Кросби, все пак, Неш Млади. Suite: Джуди Blue Eyes.
Превод: Джуди Гарланд. Blues In The Night.
Превод: Стивън Стилс. Suite Джуди Blue Eyes.
It's getting to the point where I am no fun anymore, I am sorry. Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud, a?I am lonely.' I am yours, you are
miss being lost Now that I'm found I miss being lost Well, I don't wanna suffer and I don't wanna die I want the clouds parted in endless, blue sky But
and white exit light that's exodus damage Why don't people think of who they use? Why don't you try and come and get me: Black and Brown Blues It's
these blue arrangements and threw them in the sea when older waves from older caves brought them back to me. I took these blue arrangements and stored
a fifth on decoration day For the doctor that fixed my arm The federales back from Tuscon Each one got an arm gone Limehouse Pratt got dim inside can
red and white exit light that's exodus damage Why don't people think of who they use? Why don't you try and come and get me: Black and Brown Blues It
took these blue arrangements and threw them in the sea when older waves from older caves brought them back to me. I took these blue arrangements and stored
a fifth on decoration day For the doctor that fixed my arm The federales back from Tuscon Each one got an arm gone Limehouse Pratt got dim inside
