(by Ella Fitzgerald) Lullaby of birdland, that's what I always hear when you sigh Never in my woodland Could there be words to reveal In a phrase how
(by Sam Cooke) I was born by the river in a little tent And just like that river I've been running ever since It's been a long time coming But I know
(by The Beatles) I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in and stops my mind from wandering where it will go I'm filling the cracks that ran though the
(by Patsy Cline) I fall to pieces Each time I see you again I fall to pieces How can I be just your friend You want me to act like we've never kissed
