She sings so easily She sings so sweetly If you want to hear The sound of beauty Come and hear her sing
The smoke and the dimming lights Her tones, ones you can't fight She sings of life and love So knowingly
Don't you hear the lady sing the blues for you? She holds the memory of something new for you Don't you hear the lady sing the blues for you? She holds the memory of omething true for you
Shades of melancholy Drape on her like satin robes Layer upon layer upon layer shed Before all this
The sounds that end the piece Dance upon my tongue (incomprehensible) That's how my song is sung