Little Girl Blue

Little Girl Blue - Stacey Kent

When I was very young the

World was

Younger than I

As merry as a carousel

The circus tent was strung with

Every star in the

Sky

Above the ring I loved so well

Now the young world has grown old

Gone are the

Silver and gold

Sit there

And count your fingers

What can you do

Old girl

You're through

Sit there

And count your little fingers

Unlucky

Little girl blue

Sit there

And count the raindrops

Falling on you

It's time

You knew

All you can count on

Are the raindrops

That fall

On little girl blue

No use old girl

You might as well

Surrender

Your hopes are getting slender

Why won't somebody

Send a tender

Blue boy

To cheer up

Little girl blue

No use old girl

You might as well surrender

Your hopes are getting slender

Why won't somebody

Send a tender blue boy

To cheer up

Little girl blue