When your baby leaves you all alone
And nobody calls you on the phone
Don’t you feel like crying?
Don’t you feel like crying?
Well, here I am, my honey
C’mon, cry to me

When you’re all alone in your lonely room
And there’s nothing but the smell of her perfume
Don’t you feel like crying?
Don’t you feel like crying?
Don’t you feel like crying?
C’mon, c’mon, cry to me

[Solomon Burke]

Mein Dank gilt Dir – KIKO!