Текст песни Solitude (Live, Zurich, March 10, 1961) - Quincy Jones

In my solitude
You haunt me
With dreadful ease
Of days gone by
In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There′s no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I′m afraid
Dear Lord above
Send back my love
I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
There's no one, no one
No onecould be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I′m afraid
Dear Lord above
Send back my love