Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
Beth Hart
My love has come along
My dreams become air so
My days have arrived, yea sunny
Funny why all so blue
The man is like a drug
In the late night when I can’t get enough
Love in all its splendor
Surrender its every blow
Where is the blues that I know?
This is love, what was I thinking?
This is love, what the hell am I, am I gonna do?
And that man, he got me sinking
To the bottom of the blue
It’s what I choose
Love is the baddest blues
The joy versus the kind
No, my joy, it ain’t the same
So I put it plain and simple
Just like front page news
Love is the baddest blues
Love is the baddest blues
This is love, what was I thinking?
This is love, what the hell am I, am I gonna do?
And that man, he got me sinking
To the bottom of the blue
Guess that I, I’ll lose
Love is the baddest blues