Standard Jazz Swing Manouche H

Standard jazz swing manouche

How insensitive I must have seemed When he told me that he loved me How unmoved and cold I must have seemed

Every honeybee Sighs with jealousy When they see you out with me

Artistes Jazz          Standards Jazz stajaz-stajazh-lewijaz         Lyrics Somewhere there’s music How faint the tune Somewhere there’s heaven How high

Heaven, my dream Heaven, divine Heaven supreme Heaven come by

now I believe in matter over mind. And now you see we mustn't wait the nearest moment that we marry is too late!

A nocturne for the blues, Played on a broken heart string. It's wailing out the news,

Standard jazz swing manouche