When the moon's kinda dreamy, starry eyed and dreamy. And nights are luscious and long. If you're kinda lonely, and all by you're only. Then nothin' but the blues are brewin', the blues are brewin'
Is it a sin, is it a crime. Loving you dear like I do?. If it's a crime then I'm guilty. Guilty of loving you Maybe I'm wrong dreaming of you. Dreaming the lonely night through. If it's a crime t
When the moon's kinda dreamy, starry eyed and dreamy. And nights are luscious and long. If you're kinda lonely, and all by you're only. Then nothin' but the blues are brewin', the blues are brewin'