And I may be blue, when the daylight is ended
It just might hold true, that I have depended on you
To be the one who can make my night seem brighter
To fill be me up when I feel low, and make feel higher
I may get to slow, to keep up the fire
It might get too cold, for your desire
The winds could turn cool, and then the flames would freeze over
Even a fool could lay next to you, and sob on your shoulder
But I never knew just what I would do if I should get colder.
And late in the night, when I turn over
to turn on the light and find you no longer
It's time to decide before growing older,
what I'm gonna do, yeah, to cure my blues
What I'm gonna do, yeah, to cure my blues
And late in the night, when I turn over, yeah
to turn on the light, and find you no longer
it's time to decide, before growing older
what I'm gonna do to cure my blues
What I'm gonna do to cure my blues