Harlem Nocturne (Mel Tormé)

A nocturne for the blues played on a bro - ken heart string It's wailing out the news my baby is gone from me. Dark shadows in the rain, a tel - e - phone that won't ring Just mem - o - ries re- main of lovers that used to be. I miss the laughs and the fun, my spot in the sun When I was the one one and only. The music and lights, those wonderful nights The morn - ing is the time we'd kiss. The laughs and the fun, my days in the sun, They're over and done, and I'm lonely; Don't ask me to hide the heartbreak in - side The gleam - ing spark is gone, the light went dark. This nocturn for the blues took all and left me nothing Nothing but the blues 'til baby comes back to me