Ella Fitzgerald - Why Was I Born? текст песни

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 was i born
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
Why was i born
To love you

(bridge)

I'm a poor fool
But what can i do
Why was i born
To love you