So many times I asked you to dance with me
You just walked away unfaithfully
I can still see your face and hear your voice
When you left the hand-mark on the bus window
And the tears almost flowed down from your eyes
Ref1:
Oh, you’re just playing with me and you don’t hold my two hands
I would go, but something pulls me back
Oh, you’re just playing with me and you don’t hold my two hands
I would go, but something pulls me back
So many times I felt that you were cold with me
And even my hand wouldn’t reach for you
You touched me for the last time, squeezed me and told me
You wouldn’t leave me, and yet you went away
My heart hurts so
It hurts so, I must believe it, you’re gone
My heart hurts so
It hurts so
Ref1:
Oh, you’re just playing with me and you don’t hold
my two hands
I would go, but something pulls me back
Oh, you’re just playing with me and you don’t hold my two hands
I would go, but something pulls me back
Ref2:
Playing with me and you don’t hold my two hands
I would go, but something pulls me back
Maybe a little old, old blues