Blues für F
. — Susan Te
deshi: „I miss the arms that used to hold me / The tender way we used to kiss / I miss the way that you touch me / I miss the sweet taste of your lips / I was a fool to ever leave you / You were a fool to let me go / Oh it’s so lonesome, lonesome here with out you / Oh how I miss you so / It hurt... it hurt... it hurt so bad / You were the best man I ever had / Why was I so blind to see? / Now the biggest fool is me. / I miss you oh yeah! / Come back oh!“