Careless Love

Careless Love - Nat King Cole (納·京·高爾)

If I were a little bird I'd fly from tree to tree

I'd build my nest way up in the air

Where the bad grils could not bother me

Love Oh love Oh careless love

Love Oh love Oh careless love

You broke the heart of a many poor guy

But you'll never break this heart of mine

While I wore my poor heart out

While I wore my poor heart out

While I wore my poor heart out

She always pass fly by my door

Love Oh love Oh careless love

Love Oh love Oh careless love

You broke the heart of a many poor guy

But you'll never break this heart of mine

Love Oh love Oh careless love

Love Oh love Oh careless love

Love