Billie holiday / mal waldron
Wheres the love thats made to fill my heart?
Wheres the one from whom Ill never part?
First they hurt me, then desert me
Im left alone, all alone
Theres no house that I can call my home
Theres no place from which Ill never roam
Town or city, its a pity
Im left alone, all alone
Seek and find they always say
But up to now its not that way
Maybe fate has let him pass me by
Or perhaps well meet before I die
Hearts will open, but until then
Im left alone, all alone