Song Description

brazlian guitar complements this baritone based ballad

Lyrics

Without You

I was told you?ve gone your way
and finally learned how to pray
So here I sit in another hotel room
Is this how Bing learned to croon?

without you, I can learn to sing the blues
without you, I don?t care if I?m off tune
without you, I stay up all night
without you, there?s no one to fight

I don?t know where you are
I sit and dream once upon a bar
So here I am all alone
And think of you on the telephone
©Pete Kronowitt