Minor-Yours

They're writing songs of love but not for me

A lucky star's above but not for me

With love to lead the way

I've found more clouds of gray

Than any Russian play can guarantee

I was a fool to fall and get that way

Ah ho alas and awe so lackaday

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of her kiss

I guess she's not for me

Trumpet Solo

Piano Solo

I was a fool to fall and get that way

Ah ho alas and awe so lackaday

Although I can't dismiss

The memory of her kiss

I guess she's not for me