Crazy Arms
(não sei)
Blue, ain't the word for the way that I feel;
And a storm is brewing in this heart of mine;
This ain’t no crazy dream now I know that is real;
You’re someone else’s love now you’re not mine.
Crazy arms that reach to hold someone new;
For my yearning heart keeps saying you’re not mine;
My troubled mind knows soon to another you’ll be wed;
And that is why I’m lonely all the time.
So please take the treasured dreams that I had for you and me;
And take all the love I thought was mine;
Someday my crazy arms may old someone new;
Right now I’m so lonely all the time.
Crazy arms that reach to hold someone new;
For my yearning heart keeps saying you’re not mine;
My troubled mind knows soon to another you’ll be wed;
And that is why I’m lonely all the time.
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