Sarah Vaughan - The Very Best Of Jazz Sarah Vaughan [compilation] (2009) by Sarah Vaughan (보컬) on maniadb.com

My funny valentine
Sweet comic valentine,
You make me smile with my heart.
Your looks are laughable, un-photographable,
Yet, you're my favourite work of art.

Is your figure less than greek?
Is your mouth a little weak?
When you open it to speak, are you smart?
But, don't change a hair for me.
Not if you care for me.
Stay little valentine, stay!
Each day is valentine, my valentine,
Each day is valentine's day

Walter Gross / Jack Lawrence

The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly
Then you and I came wandering by


And lost in a sigh were we
The shore was kissed by sea and mist tenderly
I can't forget how two hearts met breathlessly
Your arms opened wide and closed me inside
You took my lips, you took my love so tenderly

Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant
Diamonds shining, dancing, dining
With some man in a restaurant
Is that all you really want?
No no, no no, sophisticated lady, I know
You miss the love you lost long ago
And when nobody is nigh, you cry

They say into your early life romance came
And in this heart of yours burned a flame
A flame that flickered one day and died away
And then, with disillusion deep in your eyes
You learned that fools in love soon grow wise
The years have changed you somehow
I see you now

Smoking, drinking, never thinking of tomorrow, nonchalant
Diamonds shining, dancing, dining
With some man in a restaurant
Is that all you really want?
No no, no no, sophisticated lady, I know
You miss the love you lost long ago
And when somebody is nigh, you cry, you cry, you cry

I'm feelin' mighty lonesome,
haven't slept a wink;
I walk the floor from nine to four
in between I drink
Black coffee
love's a hand-me-down brew.
I'll never know a Sunday in this weekday room.

I'm talkin to the shadows
one o'clock till four,
And Lord, how slow the moments go
when all I do is pour
Black coffee
since the blues caught my eye;
I'm hangin' out on Monday my Sunday dreams to dry.

(Bridge)

Now man is born to come a-lovin',
And a woman's born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And down her past regrets
in coffee and cigarettes.

I'm moanin' all the mornin',
moanin' all the night
And in between it's nicotine
and not much heart to fight.
Black coffee
feelin' low as the ground.
It's drivin' me crazy,
this waitin' for my baby
'Til he come around, 'til he come around

Sky, so vast is the sky, with far away clouds just wandering by
Where do they go? Oh, I don't know, don't know
Wind that speaks to the leaves, telling stories that no one believes
Stories of love belong to you and to me

Oh, Dindi, if I only had words I would say all the beautiful
Things that I see when you're with me, oh, my Dindi
Oh, Dindi, like the song of the wind in the trees, that's how my heart is
Singing Dindi, happy Dindi, when you're with me

I love you more each day; yes, I do; yes, I do
I'd let you go away if you take me with you

Don't you know, Dindi, I'd be running and searching for you
Like a river that can't find the sea
That would be me without you, my Dindi
Can't find the sea
That would be me without you, Dindi

Like a river that can't find the sea
That would be me without you, my Dindi

In a sentimental mood
I can see the stars come through my room
While your loving attitude
Is like a flame that lights the gloom.
On the wings of every kiss, every kiss, every kiss
Drifts a melody so strange and sweet.
In this sentimental bliss
You make my paradise, my paradise complete.

Rose petals seem to fall,
It's all like a dream to call you mine, to call you mine.
My heart's a lighter thing
Since you made this night a thing divine.
In a sentimental mood
I'm within a world so heavenly
For I never dreamt that you'd, you'd
Be loving sentimental
You'd be loving sentimental me.

Rose petals seem to fall,
It's all like a dream to call you mine.
My heart's a lighter thing
Since you made this night a thing divine.
In a sentimental mood
I'm within a world so heavenly
For I never dreamt that you'd
Be loving sentimental, sentimental
Sentimental me.

Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud,
I can' t understand
I get misty, just holding your hand.

Walk my way,
And a thousand violins begin to play,
Or it might be the sound of your hello,
That music I hear,
I get misty, the moment you're near.

You can say that you're leading me on.
But it's just what I want you to do,
Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost
That's why I'm following you.

On my own,
Would I wander through this wonderland alone,
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove
I'm too misty, and too much in love.
I'm just too misty
And too much
In love.....

They ask me how I knew
My true love was true
I of course reply
Something deep inside
Cannot be denied

They said some day you'll find
All who love are blind
When your heart's on fire
You must realise
Smoke gets in your eyes

So I chaffed them
And I gayly laughed
To think they could doubt
To think they could doubt my love

But today
My love has flown away
I am without my love

Now laughing friends deride
Tears I cannot hide
So I smile and say
When a lovely flame dies
Smoke gets in your eyes

But today my love has flown away
I am without
I'm without my love

And now laughing friends deride
Tears I cannot hide
So I smile and say
When a lovely flame dies
Smoke gets in your eyes

Isn't it rich?
Aren't we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Send in the clowns

Isn't it bliss?
Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move
Where are the clowns
Send in the clowns

Just when I stopped, I stopped openin' doors
Finally knowin' the one that I really wanted was yours
Making my entrance again and again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines, no one is there

Don't you love farce? My fault I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want
Sorry my dear
But where are the clowns
Quick send in the clowns
Don't bother they're here

Isn't it rich, isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career
And where are the clowns?
They are all to be clowns
Well may be next year, isn't it rich?
I'll repair, isn't it rich?

I'm going your way
Moon River wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style someday
Old dream maker, you heartbreaker
Wherever you're going, I'm going your way

Two drifters off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see
We're after the same rainbows end
Waiting 'round the bend, my Huckleberry friend
Moon River and me

I'm going your way
Moon River wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style someday
Old dream maker, you heartbreaker
Wherever you're going, I'm going your way

Two drifters off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see
We're after the same rainbows end
Waiting 'round the bend, my Huckleberry friend
Moon River and me

I'm going your way

Lately, I find myself gazing at stars
Hearing guitars like someone in love
Sometimes the things I do astound me
Mostly whenever you're around me
Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings
Bump into things like someone in love
Each time I look at you
I'm limp as a glove
And feeling like someone in love