Where has the thrill gone?
Where have the tears all flown?
Is it the coming of age
That has left me blunt?
Oh I remember the days
Where just for a gaze
My ticker would pound
And in the morn, a dozen songs
And all the sleepless nights
With me trooping through town
And the tears that gushed
Where they for B or for John?
Miss,
The bliss is gone
Dame
You know them songs
Lady is dying to be left alone
Lady is dying to be left alone
Where has the thrill gone?
Where have the tears all flown?
Is it the coming of age
That has left me blunt?
Oh I remember the days
Where just for a gaze
My ticker would pound
And in the morn, a dozen songs
And all the sleepless nights
With me trooping through town
And the tears that gushed
Where they for B or for John?
Miss
The bliss is gone
Dame
You know them songs
Lady is dying to be left alone
Lady is dying to be left alone
Lady is dying to be left alone
Lady is dying to be left alone
