It's late, and I'm stuck with a heart that is comin' apart at the seams
I hate to be givin' the game up, but life is a frame-up of dreams
I miss my baby so much, guess I've got a touch of the blues
I find that I'm sharin' a rut with some gloom you could cut with a knife
My mind isn't walkin' in glory, but such is the story of life
I miss my baby so much, guess I've got a touch of the blues
I'm tired of horoscopin' wish the door would open
And bring me a wild surprise
I wish the coast were clear now, wish that he were here now
Lookin' up through half-close eyes
It's strange how a world goes contrary with one temporary goodbye
One change, and I'm makin' up rhymes wonderin', how many times can I die?
I miss my baby so much, guess I've got a touch of the blues
I miss my baby so much, guess I've got a touch of the blues
