كلمات Miss

Where has the thrill gone? Where have the tears all flown? Is it the coming of age That has left me blunt Oh, I remember the days Where just for a gaze My ticker would pound And in the morn', a dozen songs And all the sleepless nights With me trooping through town And all the tears that gushed Where they for b or for john? Miss! The bliss is gone Dame! You know 'em songs Lady, is dying to be left alone Lady, is dying to be left alone