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Billie Holiday / Mal Waldron |
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Where's the love that's made to fill my heart? |
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Where's the one from whom I'll never part? |
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First they hurt me, then desert me |
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I'm left alone, all alone |
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There's no house that I can call my home |
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There's no place from which I'll never roam |
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Town or city, it's a pity |
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I'm left alone, all alone |
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Seek and find they always say |
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But up to now it's not that way |
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Maybe fate has let him pass me by |
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Or perhaps we'll meet before I die |
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Hearts will open, but until then |
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I'm left alone, all alone |
