I TURN MY HEAD TO THE SKY WHEN YOU PASS BY BUT I WANT TO CRY BECAUSE MY HEART IS UNDER THE SPELL OF YOUR BLUES FOR I GO AROUND ACTING GAY SAY IT'S OK PRETENDING EACH DAY THOUGH I'M ALONE AND UNDER THE SPELL OF THE BLUES SINCE WE'RE APART, THE DAWN BRINGS ONLY HEARTACHE TO ME YOU'RE GONE I'M LIKE A LOST SHIP AT SEA IN MY MISERY I SAY THAT I'M SATISFIED NO USED TO HIDE WHAT GOES ON INSIDE IT'S TRUE MY HEART IS UNDER THE SPELL OF YOUR BLUES