Old school easy listening jazz featuring the vocals of John Thomas Hall.
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I wouldn't care
If all the birds went away or stopped singing
I wouldn't care
If all the bells in the world had stopped ringing
solving the problems & talking out loud
None of it matters if we can't be together
I really wouldn't care
if it ended here
That's the story I tell myself
I wouldn't care
if all those clouds stopped the sun from its shining
Lost & alone in this cold cruel world
testing myself to hold it all together
searching through the signals
that one elusive word
one thing that I want - denied
I wouldn't care.... but then
I lie to myself.
This world has no meaning without you here.
I wouldn't care
if this sad world fell apart and stopped turning
I wouldn't care
if migrating birds stay away not returning
sorting the answers & finding out the truth
None of it matters if we can't be together
I really wouldn't care
if that's all there is
That's the story I tell myself
I wouldn't care
if in my life I could never stop from learning
Lost & alone in this cold cruel world
testing myself to hold it all together
searching through the signals
that one elusive word
one thing that I want - denied
I wouldn't care.... but then
I lie to myself.
This world has no meaning without you here.
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