Patricia Barber Blue Prelude
Let me sigh, let me cry when Im blue,
Let me go away from this lonely town,
Wont be long till my sun will be blue,
Cos I know Im on my last go round.
All the love I could steal, beg or borrow,
Wouldnt heal all the pain in my soul.
What is love? only a prelude to sorrow,
With a heartbreak ahead for your goal,
Here I go - now you know why Im leaving.
Got the blues. what can I lose? goodbye!
What is love? only a prelude to sorrow,
With a heartbreak ahead for your goal,
Here I go - now you know why Im leaving.
I got the blues. what can I lose? goodbye!