Jazz'Round Midnight: Sarah Vaughan

April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom Holiday tables under the trees April in Paris, this is a feeling No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring Never met it face to face I never new my heart could sing Never missed a warm embrace Till

I don't know why but I am feeling so sad I long to try something I've never had Never had no kissing, oh, what I've been missing Lover man, oh, where can you be? The night is so cold and I'm so all alone I'd give my soul just to call you my own Got t

It's cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man Cold and wet, tired you bet But all that I soon forget With my man He's not much for looks And no hero out of books Is my man Two or three girls has he That he likes as well as me But

They ask me how I knew My true love was true I of course reply Something deep inside Cannot be denied They said some day you'll find All who love are blind When your heart's on fire You must realise Smoke gets in your eyes So I chaffed them And I gay

I'll never, never, never, never smile again, Until I smile at you, I'll never laugh again, What good will it do? For tears would fill my eyes, My heart would realize, That our romance is through, I'll never love again, I'm so in love with you, I'll n

If you hear A song in blue Like a flower crying For the dew That was my heart serenading you My prelude to a kiss If you hear a song that grows From my tender sentimental woes That was my heart trying to compose A prelude to a kiss Though it's just a