Careless Love 歌词
Careless Love - Nat King Cole/Nelson Riddle And His Orchestra
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