This love of mine goes on and onThough life is empty

A small Cafe, Mam'selleOur rendezvous, Mam'selleThe violins were warm and sweetAnd

I'm sentimental, so I walk in the rainI've got some habits

Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for youBe

Summer me, winter meAnd with your kissesMorning me, evening meAnd as

The life and land around you is good, so good, so

they had to have something newA dance to do

Your eyes are blue, your kisses tooI never knew what they

It happened in MontereyA long time agoI met her in MontereyIn

When you walk through a stormHold your head up highAnd don't

this moment onYou for me, dearOnly two for tea,

is the one who'll end the search I'm making?Where

glad the many millions of Annabelles and LilliansWould be

give me your lips, and your lips are

Here we go, take oneGo through it fast, like dizzyHere we

Frank SinatraMiscellaneousI Cried For You (Now It's Your Turn To Cry

Are the stars out tonight?I don't know if it's cloudy or

I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo

(There they go again but they never break up)(Everyday a fight,

Usually in the morning I'm filled with sweet belongingAnd everything is