Aretha Franklin
Why Was I Born?
Spending these lonesome eveningsWith nothing to doBut to live in dreams that I make upAll by myselfDreaming that you're beside meI picture the prettiest storiesOnly to wake upAll by myselfWhat is the good of me by myself?Why was I bornWhy am I livingWhat do I getWhat am I givingWhy do I want a thingI daren't hope forWhat can I hope forI wish I knewWhy do I tryTo draw you near meWhy do I do I cryYou never hear meSongtexteI'm a poor foolBut what can I doWhy was I bornTo love youI'm a poor foolBut what can I doWhy was I bornTo love you
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