Teksty:
Sinatra

One day you turn around and it's summer Next day you turn around and it's fall And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime Whatever happened to

Call me irresponsible, call me unreliable Throw in undependable too Do my foolish alibis bore you Well, I'm not too clever, I just adore you Call me

This is a bad idea She needs affection, what, me? Drive around town, forced to talk Pass that church again, where's a parking spot? It's Sinatra's world

If you're feeling sad and lonely There's a service I can render Tell the one who loves you only I can be so warm and tender Call me, don't be afraid,

Well it's cryin' time again you're gonna leave me I can see that far away look in your eyes I can tell by the way you hold me darling That it won't be

Young woman share your fire with me My heart is cold, my soul is free I am a stranger in your land A wandering man, call me sand Oh sir, my fire is very

He's never caught one spy untold He's never even caught a cold Got his degree from Disney Land But he's the last of the secret agents And he's my man

The shadow of your smile When you are gone Will color all my dreams And light the dawn Look into my eyes Oh my love, and see All the lovely things you

Strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring My summer wine is really made from all these things I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled