Letras:
Harry Connick Jr E

Tradução: Harry Connick, Jr.. E.

: And I love you so The people ask me how How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life

: The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Are secretly unhappy men because The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Get paid for what they

: I live in a tiny closet A lukewarm cold water flat With room for a couple of cinders A mouse, a hole, and a trap I don't worry about the flights Or

: It's time to admit you love me The flush of your cheek betrays I hear a sigh in your voice Your every word conveys It's time to admit you love me

And I love you so The people ask me how How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know I guess, they understand How lonely life has been But life began

He is good They are happy He is strong They are secure He is right They are unquestioning He is wrong They are demure When she left He was tortured She

I remember the days Of just keeping time of hanging around In sleepy towns forever Back roads, empty for miles Well, you can't have a dream And cut it

It's the wrong time And the wrong place Though your face is charming It's the wrong face It's not her face But it's such a charming face That it's alright