Dinah Washington
why was i born
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Spending these lonesome evenings
With nothing to do
But to live in dreams that I make up
All by myself
Dreaming that you're beside me
I picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why am I living
What do I get
What am I giving
Why do I want a thing
I daren't hope for
What can I hope for
I wish I knew
Why do I try
To draw you near me
Why do I do I cry
You never hear me
I'm a poor fool
But what can I do
To love you
I'm a poor fool
But what can I do
To love you
- Album:
- A Bouquet Of Hits
- Miscellaneous
- First Issue: The Dinah Washington Story
- Please Send Me Someone To Love
- The Collection
- Golden Greats
- Essential Jazz Singers
- The Best Of
- Unforgettable
- Ahora Jazz
- The Complete Dinah Washington on Mercury, Volume 2...
- The Queen Sings
- Jazz Masters
- Blues for a Day
- Great Jazz Giants: Smooth Jazz, Volume 2
- Queen Of The Blues
- Memories are made of This
- Satin Dolls
- Blue Box 2: The Finest in Jazz Vocalists
- The Best Smooth Jazz... Ever! Volume 3