Paris Blues
de Milt Jackson Quartet
I think I'm going home
Think I'll be alone
Think it'll be same tomorrow, yesterday
You used to be adored
No one anymore
Son, it's hard to see myself in different eyes
So I'm going home
It's hard to feel alone
I don't care, I don't care anymore
Another thing to do
It's when I gotta do
It is just because I miss you
I think I'm going home
Think I'll be alone
Think it'll be same tomorrow, yesterday
You used to be adored
No one anymore
But I don't care, I don't care anymore
That makes me sad
That makes me sad
That makes me sad
That makes me sad
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