Bernadette Peters
And The Trouble With Me Is You
In a thousand ways I’ve missed you
How I long to hold and kiss you
Green is gone and gray is coming
Ain’t no beat and there’s no drumming
In my heart, in my heart
And the trouble with me is you, babe
And the trouble with me is you, babe
And the trouble with me is you
All my laughter turned to crying
And the flowers all are dying
Got no one to comb my hair for
No one else that I could care for
In my heart, in my heart
And the trouble with me is you, babe
And the trouble with me is you, babe
And the trouble with me is you
Without you thе sky is so black
Come to me and bring the sun back
Is it so much I am asking?
All your lovе and everlasting
In my heart, in my heart
And the trouble with me is you, babe
And the trouble with me is you, babe
And the trouble with me is you