1.14.2005
This is how I see the end of my life.
I’m drinkin' again / Thinking of when you loved me / Having a few /
Wishing that you were here.
I’m making the rounds / Buying a round for total strangers.
I’m just being a fool / 'cause I keep hoping, hoping, hoping you'll appear.
Sure I, can borrow a smoke / I can sit here all night and tell these jokers some jokes,
but who wants to laugh / who's gonna laugh at my broken heart?
Oh, my heart is aching / I swear it's breaking.
And I'm drinking again / Thinking of when you loved me /And I'm tryin' to get home
with nothing, nothing but a memory.
Yes, I'm dying to get home / dying to get home / And I got nothin' but a bottle of Seagrams and just my memory . . .
By Doris Tauber and Johnny Mercer
link * Miss Marisol posted at 5:11 PM *
posted by Miss Marisol @ 5:11 PM
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