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Dusty Springfield
Mary Isabel Catherine Bernadette O'Brien, OBE, known as Dusty Springfield, was a British pop and soul singer. With hits such as "You Don't Have to Say You Love Me" and "I Close My Eyes and Count to Ten", she had an incredible impact on British and American musical culture over a career spanning three decades. Owing to her distinctive sensual voice, she was one of the most notable white soul artists. Springfield was voted the Top British Female Artist in the New Musical Express reader's polls in 1964, 1965 and 1968. She has earned places in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and the U.K. Music Hall of Fame.
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All Cried Out
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Buddy Kaye
Philip Springer
THEMES
Love
Time
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1964
I stayed up cryin all night (all night)
I knew the end was in sight (in sight)
And now youre walkin out on me (on me)
Youre wonderin where the little tears can be (can be)
Well, baby....
Im all cried out, Im all cried out
All my little tears are all dried out, oh yeah
Now, that you say were through
Im all cried out over you
Last night I knew we were through (were through)
It hurt cause I still loved you (loved you)
Went home and couldnt fall asleep (asleep)
cause sleep just wont come into eyes that weep (that weep)
And thats why....
Im all cried out, Im all cried out
All my little tears are all dried out, oh yeah
Now that you say were through
Im all cried out over you, oh yeah
Im all cried out
I just cant cry no more, no, no
No, no, no, no, oh
All cried out
And thats why....
Im all cried out, yes Im all cried out
All my little tears are all dried out, oh yeah
Now that you say were through
Im all cried out over you
Listen to me when Im a-gonna say
Im all cried out, yeah, over you
Listen to me when Im a-tellin you
Im all cried out, yeah, over you
Over you
I knew the end was in sight (in sight)
And now youre walkin out on me (on me)
Youre wonderin where the little tears can be (can be)
Well, baby....
Im all cried out, Im all cried out
All my little tears are all dried out, oh yeah
Now, that you say were through
Im all cried out over you
Last night I knew we were through (were through)
It hurt cause I still loved you (loved you)
Went home and couldnt fall asleep (asleep)
cause sleep just wont come into eyes that weep (that weep)
And thats why....
Im all cried out, Im all cried out
All my little tears are all dried out, oh yeah
Now that you say were through
Im all cried out over you, oh yeah
Im all cried out
I just cant cry no more, no, no
No, no, no, no, oh
All cried out
And thats why....
Im all cried out, yes Im all cried out
All my little tears are all dried out, oh yeah
Now that you say were through
Im all cried out over you
Listen to me when Im a-gonna say
Im all cried out, yeah, over you
Listen to me when Im a-tellin you
Im all cried out, yeah, over you
Over you
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All I See Is You
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ben Weisman
Clive Westlake
THEMES
Body
Dreams
Time
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1966
I tried so hard
All summer through
Not to think too much of you
But the more I try
The more I find
I just can't leave the past behind
Times that are happy
Are times that are few
And once I was happy
When I had you
But days have come and gone
Since you were here
Nights are twice as long
Without you near
Pictures on my mind
Stand out so clear
No matter where I am
Or what I do
My darling
All I see is you
You're there in every dream
I ever dream
There at every place
I've ever been
Everyday I find
You're in my heart
And on my mind
I close my eyes
But I'm not blind
I see you still
And when I throw my arms out wide
I find that you're not by my side
But one thing is for sure
Until I do
All I see is you
Everyday I find
You're in my heart
And on my mind
I close my eyes
But I'm not blind
I see you still, oh
I won't live again
'Til I'm with you
Oh, darling
I won't love again
Unless it's with you
So until the day
When you are back with me to stay
In every way
All I see is you
All summer through
Not to think too much of you
But the more I try
The more I find
I just can't leave the past behind
Times that are happy
Are times that are few
And once I was happy
When I had you
But days have come and gone
Since you were here
Nights are twice as long
Without you near
Pictures on my mind
Stand out so clear
No matter where I am
Or what I do
My darling
All I see is you
You're there in every dream
I ever dream
There at every place
I've ever been
Everyday I find
You're in my heart
And on my mind
I close my eyes
But I'm not blind
I see you still
And when I throw my arms out wide
I find that you're not by my side
But one thing is for sure
Until I do
All I see is you
Everyday I find
You're in my heart
And on my mind
I close my eyes
But I'm not blind
I see you still, oh
I won't live again
'Til I'm with you
Oh, darling
I won't love again
Unless it's with you
So until the day
When you are back with me to stay
In every way
All I see is you
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Baby Blue
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bruce Woolley
Geoff Downes
Trevor Horn
THEMES
Baby/Children
Love
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1979
(Ooh, ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you?)
Ooh, yeah
Getting back to business, baby
Just believe in me
Forget the things the wise men say
That's our philosophy
(I want you now)
I've got the feeling you want me, too
(Show you how)
Oh, oh
Gonna catch a shaft of light
Shine it in your eyes
Gonna see what's on your mind
Before you realise
(I want you now)
I've got the feeling you want me, too
(Show you how)
Ooh, hoo
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Why don't you let me through to you?, oh, yeah, oh
If I follow my desire
Come inside your heart
It would be impossible
To stop what we might start
(I want you now)
I've got the feeling you want me, too
(Show you how), so
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Why don't you let me through to you?
(Ooh, ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you, baby blue?)
(Ooh, ooh, baby blue)
What can I do?
If I follow my desire
Come inside your heart
It would be impossible
To stop what we might start
I want you now
I've got the feeling you want me, too
(Show you how, ooh)
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Why don't you let me through to you?
Ooh, baby blue
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Why don't you try to let me through to you?
(Ooh, baby blue)
Oh, baby blue
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Oh, baby blue
(What's wrong with you?)
Ooh, yeah
Getting back to business, baby
Just believe in me
Forget the things the wise men say
That's our philosophy
(I want you now)
I've got the feeling you want me, too
(Show you how)
Oh, oh
Gonna catch a shaft of light
Shine it in your eyes
Gonna see what's on your mind
Before you realise
(I want you now)
I've got the feeling you want me, too
(Show you how)
Ooh, hoo
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Why don't you let me through to you?, oh, yeah, oh
If I follow my desire
Come inside your heart
It would be impossible
To stop what we might start
(I want you now)
I've got the feeling you want me, too
(Show you how), so
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Why don't you let me through to you?
(Ooh, ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you, baby blue?)
(Ooh, ooh, baby blue)
What can I do?
If I follow my desire
Come inside your heart
It would be impossible
To stop what we might start
I want you now
I've got the feeling you want me, too
(Show you how, ooh)
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Why don't you let me through to you?
Ooh, baby blue
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Why don't you try to let me through to you?
(Ooh, baby blue)
Oh, baby blue
(What's wrong with you?)
You got me worn out trying
(Ooh, baby blue)
(What can I do?)
Oh, baby blue
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Bring Him Back
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Doc Pomus
Mort Shuman
THEMES
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Pop
Soul
YEAR
1967
Oh, bring him back
If he's too much for you
And you don't know just what to do
Just send him right on back to me
'Cause I'm still the fool I used to be
If it's only just for a day
I'll take him back any old kinda way
I ain't fooling anymore
Been crying since he walked out the door
Don't know what to do
Don't know where to go
You know I love him so
You know so won't you
(Bring him back) Hmmm
(Bring him back)
You know you gotta bring him back
(Bring him back) Ooh, yeah
(Bring him back) Hmmm
Just bring him back to me
(I want you to bring him back)
(I want you to bring him back)
(I want you to bring him back)
Oh, bring him back to me
(I want you to bring him back)
My life is full of misery
(I want you to bring him back)
Let me play with the boy
(I want you to bring him back)
Let me be his little toy
(I want you to bring him back)
(I want you to bring him back)
Oh, bring him back to me
(I want you to bring him back)
My life is full of misery
(I want you to bring him back)
You know you gotta bring him back
(I want you to bring him back)
Ah ha, you've gotta bring him back
(I want you to bring him back)
Oh, bring him back to me
(I want you to bring him back)
Oh, my life is full of misery
(I want you to bring him back)
If he's too much for you
And you don't know just what to do
Just send him right on back to me
'Cause I'm still the fool I used to be
If it's only just for a day
I'll take him back any old kinda way
I ain't fooling anymore
Been crying since he walked out the door
Don't know what to do
Don't know where to go
You know I love him so
You know so won't you
(Bring him back) Hmmm
(Bring him back)
You know you gotta bring him back
(Bring him back) Ooh, yeah
(Bring him back) Hmmm
Just bring him back to me
(I want you to bring him back)
(I want you to bring him back)
(I want you to bring him back)
Oh, bring him back to me
(I want you to bring him back)
My life is full of misery
(I want you to bring him back)
Let me play with the boy
(I want you to bring him back)
Let me be his little toy
(I want you to bring him back)
(I want you to bring him back)
Oh, bring him back to me
(I want you to bring him back)
My life is full of misery
(I want you to bring him back)
You know you gotta bring him back
(I want you to bring him back)
Ah ha, you've gotta bring him back
(I want you to bring him back)
Oh, bring him back to me
(I want you to bring him back)
Oh, my life is full of misery
(I want you to bring him back)
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Don't You Know
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ray Charles
THEMES
Love
Time
GENRES
Soul
Jazz
YEAR
1964
Wooh, well, don't you know, baby?
Child, don't you know, baby?
Oww, don't you know, baby?
Little girl, little girl, don't you know?
Please listen to me, baby
Girl, I'm in love with you so
Turn your lamp down low
I said turn your lamp down low
Wooh, turn it down
Please turn your lamp down low
Come on baby
Girl, I'm in love with you so
Now I know I've been away
For such a long time
But now baby
I can't get you off of my mind
So come on, please baby come on
Come on, come on
Love your daddy all night long
Now if you love me
Like I love you
We can do all the things that we
Used to do
So come on, oww, baby come on
Please baby come on
Love your daddy all night long
Say, have you heard, baby?
Ray Charles is in town
Let's mess around till the midnight hour
See what he's puttin' down
Come on
Please baby, come on, child
Oh Lord, baby
Come on, all night long
Turn your lamp down low
'Cause I love you so
Baby, please come on
Love your daddy all night long
You hear me talkin', baby
Baby, please come on
Child, don't you know, baby?
Oww, don't you know, baby?
Little girl, little girl, don't you know?
Please listen to me, baby
Girl, I'm in love with you so
Turn your lamp down low
I said turn your lamp down low
Wooh, turn it down
Please turn your lamp down low
Come on baby
Girl, I'm in love with you so
Now I know I've been away
For such a long time
But now baby
I can't get you off of my mind
So come on, please baby come on
Come on, come on
Love your daddy all night long
Now if you love me
Like I love you
We can do all the things that we
Used to do
So come on, oww, baby come on
Please baby come on
Love your daddy all night long
Say, have you heard, baby?
Ray Charles is in town
Let's mess around till the midnight hour
See what he's puttin' down
Come on
Please baby, come on, child
Oh Lord, baby
Come on, all night long
Turn your lamp down low
'Cause I love you so
Baby, please come on
Love your daddy all night long
You hear me talkin', baby
Baby, please come on
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He's Got Something
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ian Samwell
Kenny Lynch
THEMES
Body
Love
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1965
He's got something
I don't know what but it's grand
I can feel it
Each time he touches my hand
When we walk, when we talk
Yeah, I feel so fine
He's got something
And it's mine, all mine
He's got something
I feel it each time we kiss
And he thrills me
Each time he holds me like this
When we part, breaks my heart
I miss him so
He's got something
Only lovers know
He's got something
It's so fine
He's got something
Mine, all mine
He's got something
I miss him so
He's got something
Only lovers know, yeah
He's got something
I don't know what but it's grand
I can feel it
Each time he touches my hand
When we walk, when we talk
Yeah, I feel so fine
He's got something
And it's mine, all mine
When we part, breaks my heart
Yeah, I miss him so
He's got something
Only lovers know
You've got something
Only lovers know, oh.
I don't know what but it's grand
I can feel it
Each time he touches my hand
When we walk, when we talk
Yeah, I feel so fine
He's got something
And it's mine, all mine
He's got something
I feel it each time we kiss
And he thrills me
Each time he holds me like this
When we part, breaks my heart
I miss him so
He's got something
Only lovers know
He's got something
It's so fine
He's got something
Mine, all mine
He's got something
I miss him so
He's got something
Only lovers know, yeah
He's got something
I don't know what but it's grand
I can feel it
Each time he touches my hand
When we walk, when we talk
Yeah, I feel so fine
He's got something
And it's mine, all mine
When we part, breaks my heart
Yeah, I miss him so
He's got something
Only lovers know
You've got something
Only lovers know, oh.
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I Close My Eyes And Count To Ten
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Clive Westlake
THEMES
Body
Dreams
Numbers
Love
GENRES
Pop
Soul
YEAR
1968
It isn't the way that you look
And it isn't the way that you talk
It isn't the things that you say or do
Make me want you so
It is nothing to do with the wine
Or the music that's flooding my mind
But never before have I been so sure
You're the someone I dreamed I would find
It's the way you make me feel
The moment I am close to you
It's a feeling so unreal
Somehow I can't believe it's true
The pounding I feel in my heart
The hoping that we'll never part
I can't believe this is really happening to me
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when I open them you're still here
I close my eyes and count again
I can't believe it but you're still here
We were strangers a moment ago
With a few dreams but nothing to show
The world was a place
With a frown on it's face
And tomorrow was just, I don't know
But the way you make me feel
The moment I am close to you
Makes today seem so unreal
Somehow I can't believe it's true
Tomorrow will you still be here?
Tomorrow will come but I fear
That what is happening to me
Is only a dream
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when I open them you're still here
I close my eyes and count again
I can't believe it but you're still here
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when I open them you're still here
And it isn't the way that you talk
It isn't the things that you say or do
Make me want you so
It is nothing to do with the wine
Or the music that's flooding my mind
But never before have I been so sure
You're the someone I dreamed I would find
It's the way you make me feel
The moment I am close to you
It's a feeling so unreal
Somehow I can't believe it's true
The pounding I feel in my heart
The hoping that we'll never part
I can't believe this is really happening to me
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when I open them you're still here
I close my eyes and count again
I can't believe it but you're still here
We were strangers a moment ago
With a few dreams but nothing to show
The world was a place
With a frown on it's face
And tomorrow was just, I don't know
But the way you make me feel
The moment I am close to you
Makes today seem so unreal
Somehow I can't believe it's true
Tomorrow will you still be here?
Tomorrow will come but I fear
That what is happening to me
Is only a dream
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when I open them you're still here
I close my eyes and count again
I can't believe it but you're still here
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when I open them you're still here
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I Will Come To You
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Clive Westlake
THEMES
Love
Country/Nature
Time
Time
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1968
Just like a ship sailing out on a mornin' tide
Sailing far away out to sea and the sea is very wide
You walked away where there's lots of room to hide
Out into the world and the world is very wide
But one day, (baby, one day), baby, one day
I will come to you if it takes everyday left in my life
I will come to you for there must be someone in my life
No matter where you are
I'll find you near or far
Or i will never love 'til i can love with you
And i won't really live
For life without you is like dying
Don't know where you are
And i don't know if you think of me
But where you are
Is the only place i wanna be
Lost in a world of nothing much to do
That's how i am ever since losing you
But one day, (baby, one day), oh, baby, one day
I will come to you if it takes everyday left in my life, yes i will
I will come to you for there must be someone in my life
No matter where you are
I'll find you near or far
Or i will never love 'til i can love with you
And i won't really live
For life without you is like dying
(i will come to you, ooh, ooh)
There must be someone in my life
(i will come to you, ooh, ooh)
(i will come to you, ooh, ooh)
Oh baby, there must be someone in my life, baby
(i will come to you, ooh, ooh)
Oh, everyday left in my life
Sailing far away out to sea and the sea is very wide
You walked away where there's lots of room to hide
Out into the world and the world is very wide
But one day, (baby, one day), baby, one day
I will come to you if it takes everyday left in my life
I will come to you for there must be someone in my life
No matter where you are
I'll find you near or far
Or i will never love 'til i can love with you
And i won't really live
For life without you is like dying
Don't know where you are
And i don't know if you think of me
But where you are
Is the only place i wanna be
Lost in a world of nothing much to do
That's how i am ever since losing you
But one day, (baby, one day), oh, baby, one day
I will come to you if it takes everyday left in my life, yes i will
I will come to you for there must be someone in my life
No matter where you are
I'll find you near or far
Or i will never love 'til i can love with you
And i won't really live
For life without you is like dying
(i will come to you, ooh, ooh)
There must be someone in my life
(i will come to you, ooh, ooh)
(i will come to you, ooh, ooh)
Oh baby, there must be someone in my life, baby
(i will come to you, ooh, ooh)
Oh, everyday left in my life
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I'm Coming Home Again
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bruce Roberts
Carole Bayer - Sager
THEMES
Dreams
Time
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1979
I'm not as crazy as I used to be
Some of my devils upped and left me free
To find a quiet space
I'm not as out of place
I'm not as lonely as I was before
I don't go in 'less there's an open door to leave by
I'm starting to believe my own existence has a right to be
And I'm comin' home again
It's been too long a time
Gettin' back what's mine
And I can't remember why I went away
But it's lookin' now like maybe I can stay
The poets cried for dreams they never saw
The only certainty is nothin's sure
And most things stay the same
Or go back where they came
And though my answers still are undefined
By takin' chances I can start to find some reasons
Somethin' to believe in
I can make it through
I can make it through
And I'm comin' home again
It's been too long a time
Gettin' back what's mine
And I can't remember why I went away
But it's lookin' now like maybe I can stay
Oh, and I'm comin' home again
It's been too long a time
Gettin' back what's mine
And I can't remember why I went away
But it's lookin' now like maybe I can stay
Some of my devils upped and left me free
To find a quiet space
I'm not as out of place
I'm not as lonely as I was before
I don't go in 'less there's an open door to leave by
I'm starting to believe my own existence has a right to be
And I'm comin' home again
It's been too long a time
Gettin' back what's mine
And I can't remember why I went away
But it's lookin' now like maybe I can stay
The poets cried for dreams they never saw
The only certainty is nothin's sure
And most things stay the same
Or go back where they came
And though my answers still are undefined
By takin' chances I can start to find some reasons
Somethin' to believe in
I can make it through
I can make it through
And I'm comin' home again
It's been too long a time
Gettin' back what's mine
And I can't remember why I went away
But it's lookin' now like maybe I can stay
Oh, and I'm comin' home again
It's been too long a time
Gettin' back what's mine
And I can't remember why I went away
But it's lookin' now like maybe I can stay
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I've Got A Good Thing
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jerry Ragovoy
Mort Shuman
THEMES
Happiness
Love
GENRES
Soul
Pop
YEAR
1967
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing going
Take the sun and take the moon
And stars that shine so bright
All I need, is my guy
And everything's all right
Everything about him thrills me
The way he looks at me just kills me
He's got a way of getting to me
Every kiss just goes right through me
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a good thing, baby
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing going
Take the rainbow from the sky
Oh, I don't really care
I will have, a pot of gold
As long as he is there
I never knew such sweet affection
And it's all in my direction
If he left there's no mistaking
My poor heart would start to break and
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a good thing going
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a good thing, yeah
[Instrumental]
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing, yeah
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a good thing going
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a sweet thing baby
(I got a good thing)
Everything is everything, baby
(I got a good thing)
Everything is uptight, all right, out of sight
(I got a good thing)
You know I got an oo, oo, sweet, sweet thing
[Fade]
I got a good thing
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing going
Take the sun and take the moon
And stars that shine so bright
All I need, is my guy
And everything's all right
Everything about him thrills me
The way he looks at me just kills me
He's got a way of getting to me
Every kiss just goes right through me
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a good thing, baby
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing going
Take the rainbow from the sky
Oh, I don't really care
I will have, a pot of gold
As long as he is there
I never knew such sweet affection
And it's all in my direction
If he left there's no mistaking
My poor heart would start to break and
(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a good thing going
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a good thing, yeah
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(I got a good thing)
I got a good thing, yeah
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a good thing going
(I got a good thing)
You know I got a sweet thing baby
(I got a good thing)
Everything is everything, baby
(I got a good thing)
Everything is uptight, all right, out of sight
(I got a good thing)
You know I got an oo, oo, sweet, sweet thing
[Fade]
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My Colouring Book
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Fred Ebb
John Kander
THEMES
Body
Love
Colours
Clothing/Apparel
Sadness
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1964
For those who fancy colouring books
And lots of people do
Here's a new one for you
A most unusual colouring book
The kind you'll never see
Crayons ready?
Very well
Begin to colour me
These are the eyes that watched him as he walked away
Colour them grey
This is the heart that thought he would always be true
Colour it blue
These are the arms that held him and touched him
Lost him somehow
Colour them empty now
These are the beads I wore
Until she came between
Colour them green
This is the room that I sleep in and walk in
And weep in and hide in
That nobody, nobody's seen
Oh, colour it lonely, please
This is the man whose love I depended upon
Colour him gone
And lots of people do
Here's a new one for you
A most unusual colouring book
The kind you'll never see
Crayons ready?
Very well
Begin to colour me
These are the eyes that watched him as he walked away
Colour them grey
This is the heart that thought he would always be true
Colour it blue
These are the arms that held him and touched him
Lost him somehow
Colour them empty now
These are the beads I wore
Until she came between
Colour them green
This is the room that I sleep in and walk in
And weep in and hide in
That nobody, nobody's seen
Oh, colour it lonely, please
This is the man whose love I depended upon
Colour him gone
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Summer Is Over
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Clive Westlake
Tom Springfield
The night runs away with the day
The grass that was green is now hay
The world goes around without even a sound
And it looks like the summer is over
The rains tumble down in the sky
Young swallows have learned how to fly
The leaves that were green are no longer so green
And it looks like the summer is over
The sun and the moon take turns in the sky
The days drift on by too soon
The meadows are kissed by a cool autumn mist
Far away now is june
The birds fly away to the sun
The leaves touch the ground one by one
The breeze hurries by without even goodbye
And it looks like the summer is over
The sun and the moon take turns in the sky
The days drift on by too soon
The meadows are kissed by a cool autumn mist
Far away now is june
The birds fly away to the sun
The leaves touch the ground one by one
The breeze hurries by without even goodbye
And it looks like the summer is over
And it looks like the summer is over
The grass that was green is now hay
The world goes around without even a sound
And it looks like the summer is over
The rains tumble down in the sky
Young swallows have learned how to fly
The leaves that were green are no longer so green
And it looks like the summer is over
The sun and the moon take turns in the sky
The days drift on by too soon
The meadows are kissed by a cool autumn mist
Far away now is june
The birds fly away to the sun
The leaves touch the ground one by one
The breeze hurries by without even goodbye
And it looks like the summer is over
The sun and the moon take turns in the sky
The days drift on by too soon
The meadows are kissed by a cool autumn mist
Far away now is june
The birds fly away to the sun
The leaves touch the ground one by one
The breeze hurries by without even goodbye
And it looks like the summer is over
And it looks like the summer is over
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What's It Gonna Be
Dusty Springfield
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jerry Ragovoy
Mort Shuman
THEMES
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1967
What's it gonna be?
Please tell me
Is it really me?
Please tell me
Are you out for fun?
A little lovin' on the run
And leave me cryin', ahh, cryin'
What's it gonna be, tomorrow?
Will he set me free, tomorrow?
Gotta know for sure
A broken heart don't have a cure
It just keeps hurting, ahh, hurtin'
And when I'm hurtin'
I can't stop hurtin'
I want a love that's here to stay
Baby, please
The kind of love that I can count on everyday
Ah, I got a hold on me
You know it
What's it gonna be?
You know it
Want a love that's so
But I just turn around and go
'Cause I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't face it
My heart won't make it
I want a love that's here to stay
Baby, believe me
The kind of love that I can count on everyday, mmm
What's it gonna be?
Mmm, tell me
What's it gonna be?
Baby, tell me
What's it gonna be?
Come on, baby
What's it gonna be?
Hey, hey, you gotta tell me
What's it gonna be?
Please tell me
Is it really me?
Please tell me
Are you out for fun?
A little lovin' on the run
And leave me cryin', ahh, cryin'
What's it gonna be, tomorrow?
Will he set me free, tomorrow?
Gotta know for sure
A broken heart don't have a cure
It just keeps hurting, ahh, hurtin'
And when I'm hurtin'
I can't stop hurtin'
I want a love that's here to stay
Baby, please
The kind of love that I can count on everyday
Ah, I got a hold on me
You know it
What's it gonna be?
You know it
Want a love that's so
But I just turn around and go
'Cause I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't face it
My heart won't make it
I want a love that's here to stay
Baby, believe me
The kind of love that I can count on everyday, mmm
What's it gonna be?
Mmm, tell me
What's it gonna be?
Baby, tell me
What's it gonna be?
Come on, baby
What's it gonna be?
Hey, hey, you gotta tell me
What's it gonna be?
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