Billie Holiday Deep Song

George Cory / Douglass Cross

Lonely grief is hounding me
Like the lonely shadow hounding me
It's always there just out of sight
Like a fragling tree on a lightening night

Lonely wind cries out my name
Sad as haunted music in the rain
It's born of grief and born of woe
But I hear it call and I've got to go

Where can I be headed for
The blues crawled in my door to lick my heart once more
Love lives in a lonely land
Where there's no helping hand to understand

Why does it bring this ache to me
Why, does it matter why
I only know misery
Has to be part of me

Never hope to count on love
To be a partner of that Heaven up above
Never hope to understand, love is a barren land
A lonely land, a lonely land