Breeze, stop moanin' those weird melodies My (man, gal) has left me and I can't face the music Without singin' the blues Your rhythm on my window pane Drives me insane because I can't face the music Without singin' the blues My heart is so broken, I've spoken To the Lord for sympathy
Breeze, stop moanin' those weird melodies My (man, gal) has left me and I can't face the music Without singin' the blues Your rhythm on my window pane Drives me insane because I can't face the music Without singin' the blues My heart is so broken, I've spoken To the Lord for sympathy
