Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me, for you will never

Yesterday we were gayI was high on a rainbow, but now

I know there were a hundred ways to tell her I

be glad to stay right here with youFact is,

And now the sun has broken throughIt looks like it will

can you say something new about being aloneTell somebody

the wind was green at the start of the

I wanna be around to pick up the pieces when somebody

Waking skies at sunriseEvery sunset tooSeems to be bringing meMemories of

YesterdaysYesterdaysDays I knew as happy, sweetSequestered daysOlden daysGolden daysDays of mad

be seeing youIn all the old familiar placesThat this

a song, the day would never endWithout a song,

What is America to meA name, a map, or a flag

Who wants to be a millionaire? I don'tHave flashy flunkies everywhere?

Can I steal a little love?Can I steal a little love?Coo

dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used

How glad the many millionsOf Annabelle's and Lillian's would be to

You see a pair of laughing eyesAnd suddenly your sighing sighsYou're

Blue moon, you saw me standin' aloneWithout a dream in my

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