Song Length |
3:23 |
Genre |
Jazz - Swing |
Lyrics
I miss my baby?s heaven blue eyes
And how I miss her smile sometimes
If I don?t get the things I need
I get so bad it?s difficult to breathe
I miss my lover?s sweet caress
And how she always tries her best
If I don?t get the things I need
I get so sad I sing myself to sleep
Oh how she knows how to treat me right
No, there?s not anyone like her
Oh how she moves me when I?m feeling down
My piece of heaven on this ground
I miss my angel?s golden curly hair
Just like I miss the rest of her
If I don?t get the things I need
I miss you so... I miss you blue-eyed girl
Oh how she whispers when she says my name
No, there?s not anyone like her
Now that I find myself away from you
Life seems a paler shade of blue
Her heaven blue eyes
I miss her smile sometimes
Her golden curly hair
I miss her all the rest, all the rest
If I don?t get the things I need
If I don?t get the things I need
I?ll cry, cry, cry
I?m gonna cry, cry, cry till the morning sun
Comes up and shines on the heaven above
I?m gonna drive, drive, drive
I?m gonna drive, drive, drive till the morning sun
Comes up and shines on the heaven above