Track byDinah Washington
Blue gardenia now I'm alone with you and I am also blue. He has tossed us aside and like you, gardenia, once I was near his heart. After the tear drops start, where are tear drops to hide? I lived for an hour, what more can I tell? Love bloomed like a flower then the petals fell. Blue gardenia, thrown to a passing breeze, but pressed, yes, there pressed in my book of memories. I lived for an hour, what more can I tell? Love bloomed like a flower and then the petals fell. Blue gardenia, thrown to a passing breeze, but pressed in my book of memo-ries, but pressed in my book of memo-ries.