Quincy Jones
Blue Gardenia
Blue gardenia
Now I'm alone with you
And I am also blue
He has tossed us aside
And like you, gardenia
Once I was near his heart
After the tear drops start
Where are tear drops to hide?
I lived for an hour
What more can I tell?
Love bloomed like a flower
Then the petals fell
Blue gardenia
Thrown to a passing breeze
But pressed
Yes, there pressed in my book of memories
I lived for an hour
What more can I tell?
Love bloomed like a flower
And then the petals fell
Blue gardenia
Thrown to a passing breeze
But pressed
In my book of memo-ries
But pressed
In my book of memo-ries