Testi:
Krall

A blossom fell from off a tree It settled softly on the lips you turn to me The gypsies say and I know why A falling blossom only touches lips that lie

The glitter on a paint and plaster face Is covering desire and disgrace We could be lovers But no one suspects at all Once you're inside that costume

Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a boy here and he's almost you Almost all the things that your eyes once promised I see in his

I give him all my love That's all I do And if you saw my love You'd love him too And I love him He gives my everything And tenderly The kiss my lover

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There's a crow flying Dark and ragged Tree to tree He's black as the highway that's leading me Now he's diving down To pick up on something shiny I feel

Broadway, Broadway Everybody's happy and gay Where the night is brighter than day Up along Broadway Sweethearts and beaus Dressed up in their Sunday

You know I live a charmed, charmed life I look out to my left and I look to my right It's simple but in front of me, in back of me Is nothing more than

Hey there cutes, put on your dancin' boots And come dance with me Come dance with me, what an evenin' for some Terpsichore Pretty face, I know a swingin